The last figure is truncated, except for her arm, clenched into a diminutive, unmistakable upraised fist. Specifically a Haitian cane-cutter, propped up on his scythe, dead asleep on his feet. My student vacations in the Bahamas, sips his Cuba Libre, eyes the girls, tans, doesn't see the sweating Blacks. Placenta, diapers, Kotex, condoms spilling out of garbage dumpsters. Chinese English spoken here.
Vendors hawk dynamite ganga.
Prisoners held without trial beneath The Palace of justice. Cuna Indians still worship The Mother. They kill but can't fuck or even say it. Four thousand buried in 7 mass graves. Reelpolitick Never saw the blood.