Nico is from El Basurero. He knows the sounds of sex, knows the sounds of men fucking women, the grunts, the moans, the dirty curses, and now he hears all of that and he also hears laughter and shouts and muffled cries and sobs as they take turns on her, use her in all the ways he knows from a childhood spent in a garbage dump. The boy wants to be a hero, wants to help his friend, wants to knock the men off her and kill them and save her, but his legs won’t move. All he can do is crouch and listen. He’s ashamed. And then it’s quiet.
