papaloapan
I am an employee, the only one in my family. Decayed or decaying aristocrats look at me askance from their threadbare velvet armchairs as I leave with my briefcase in the morning.
Together we lost what we left behind in Chile. Together we teeter along the edge of a green pool, burdening each other.
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