Servility masters a sort of dull sensitivity in the hearts of the forlorn; the same dullness felt with the instantaneous removal of a limb. As I have experienced the former in all its depleting humility, I have also been the butcher in the latter. I speak of limbs here though in the most delicate and [...]

cont’d from Mi Calculador I awoke sometime that afternoon completely ravenous. It probably wasn’t the most sanitary of choices, but the street vendors had some of the best food around. Who knew where the meat came from? Who cared? I’d had the runs from the moment I’d got here, but I was eating like a king. [...]