Too Much Cervical Mucus

When there is no other ...

La pucha that is difficult. Rising prices, the money that is not enough. For the street kids increasingly asking the front door hitting you when siesta see if lunch was something. How unsatisfied hurt those bellies.
And one that the gleanings he saw. A changa there, another here and so we home cuff. But the thing is Fuler. If there is misery, not being noticed, "my grandfather, but here we find it difficult. The Gladys, my wife cleans houses during the morning and evening, at night sewing for people in the neighborhood.
The skinny I look ugly when he sees me with just twenty dollars. What are twenty pesos me say! The inquisitive eyes of my five kids tell me everything. Do not reach for anything. Just a pot of bones. And nothing to eat twice a day, and not spend too much energy.
This is not now, do not be fooled. Is accumulated poverty. There are times in which conceals more, but here the streets have always been of earth, light and water hooked well. We were approached by well dressed at the time of elections, to throw us some money or cars promise to vote. And here we go, everything is for the currency. Many will have to explain even to recognize the ballot, because they know or read.
the school is okay, we agree, but as a kid steals the time to earn a life. Because here the laws are not the same, there are no rights here. Because there, you die of hunger. You have to a kid, in feet, out to get you something to put in your mouth.
Although today people will dodge the child who asks. Of course, you know that sometimes drunken father is just around the corner waiting for coins to buy a tetra. If these people knew what a tetra with the reality of hell, if I knew. But I can not blame them. One arises where the destination and want to die where life takes you.
This daily tug, the alternatives are many. Or go out to earn the bread you eat the lice. And eat you seriously. Last week I spent two days without getting it done and largest brats came up with a chicken stolen. I gave him kick your ass sir! Because that is not done. It's okay to ask, but do not steal, one can not embarrass the former, but if the latter. And of course, blamed me Gladys.
Then, grasp what comes, do not do anything disgusting. I was getting there. Occasionally the cumpa Pedro brings me to the other side of the railroad tracks, place flat enough, because it is mean spirited. But when there is no other, there is no other.
The odd jobs are fucked, no weeding or arrange a garden. It is always skin a type or cut into pieces to remove the corpse. And a short, that he will do, when hungry, no matter what it's made the stew. Armand