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What confronted us now was a group of pickpockets. My mother stabbed the air with a butcher knife. “One step closer and you’re dead” she snarled. Ale and I clung to her like koalas we’d seen pictures of. We must’ve looked ridiculous because we were taller than she was. “Don’t worry my precious little girls. I’ve got everything under control. Watch and learn kids how to deal with motherfuckers.”
— Sep 06, 2025 04:28PM
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Andrew Stewart
is on page 29 of 277
Mules didn’t live long. They looked 90 but the oldest they lived to be was about 35. Usually they died from being mules, but sometimes they died at the hands of the military are the secret police who liked to use them for torture practice, and then throw their bodies into unmarked graves.
— Sep 06, 2025 04:19PM

Andrew Stewart
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mules were Indian men who waited outside the markets. They had ropes dangling and their feet looked like old shoes. If you accepted the mule bent over and his back became the counter on which you piled your belongings. He would grunt as the load grew, eyes on the ground. After awhile, all you’d see was two brown legs with the feet shifting around. When you were done loading, you kicked the mule in the shins.
— Sep 06, 2025 04:10PM

Andrew Stewart
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“ in Peru, if you wanted to look up the definition of a word, youd need two dictionaries: the Poor Peru dictionary, and the Rich Peru dictionary. If you looked up the word bathroom in the poor peru dictionary, the definition would be “just over the hill there”. If you looked it up in the rich Peru dictionary it would read “marble room with gold taps and its own servant to keep it sparkling”.
— Sep 06, 2025 03:57PM