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so he realizes he’s a dude. And by the way, it’s not that the kid acts like a girl or nothing like that; it’s just that he’s different. He’s, I don’t know how to put it . . . Well, that’s why I’m going, man. Things are bad here but not that bad, you know, I mean you can get by here. But I want the kid to grow up in a real good place, so that if he really is gonna end up that way, well, he can at least be himself . . . It’s not easy, Junito, but he’s my son and I fucking love that little jerk. I’m leaving all this, man, because if not, I’m gonna go to jail because the first motherfucker that fucks with him I’m gonna kill the bastard, I swear.
    I watch him go off to school, and I know he’s thinking it, I just know it, man, he doesn’t say nothing, but I know. I mean, you can’t be overprotective with your children, but you gotta do what you can, know what I mean.
    But maybe not . . . There are guys that seem that way and they aren’t necessarily like that . . . .
    Just a sec, Junito. Hey, what’s up!? That’s it! Tomorrow’s the day. No, it’s cool, I’ll take the bus. The driver is pulling up right now. No, it’s cool. Good luck!
    That motherfucker who just said hello, I can’t stand him, bro . . . Be careful with that one, he’s a piece of shit that motherfucker . . . he cheats on his wife with guys who dress up like women at Parada 15 and he robs them blind . . . he beats them up and leaves them there . . . Everybody in the hood knows about it . . . abusive asshole and his poor wife’s a fucking mess . . . And she was such a pretty girl . . . she even studied modeling and all that. Got involved with that shithead and fucked up her life . . . Me who never even tried to date her. I always said, that one, she’s gonna marry some doctor or lawyer or someone like that. And look what happened: she got involved with that creep . . . One of those guys who cross-dresses tried to report him when he got beat up but he was the one who got screwed . . . the police even spit on him and all that when they took him to the police station . . . but that motherfucker will get his one of these days. I hope he runs into the wrong guy and gets what’s coming to him, that’ll put an end to his shit. I’m sorry, but people like that just piss me off, I can’t stand the wife-beaters. I don’t deny that sometimes I just look away when it comes to that shit but man, there’s too many abusive shitheads out there.
    Well, bro, here comes my bus. Take good care and go to the States or move to Condado . . . my wife will give you my address . . . if you decide to come up to Boston. And don’t worry because if anyone knows I’m all man it’s her . . . so get the address from her. So you can get away from all this.

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    I told Caneca to leave the front door unlocked so when I got there I wouldn’t have to shout from the street late at night, drunk so I could face the old man, who pays good but stinks of rum no matter how much he bathes. As usual he forgot and I had no choice but to shout Paco, his name is Paco but I call him Caneca, like a bottle of rum, even though he doesn’t know. I shout Paco, Paco, and he hears me and I go in and he gives me food and a line of coke and sucks my cock and today I want him to make me come in his mouth—he makes me come like nobody else—so I wouldn’t have to fuck him because I really didn’t feel like fucking him that night, but I couldn’t come and then he said to fuck him and I fucked him and I said I was coming, but I wasn’t, and I screamed and said he was mine and the old man came and I laughed because it was funny that he was such a faggot.
    I went home but the door was bolted and there was a note on the door saying this time she meant it, that I was abusive and I should leave for good. I knocked on the door and her ma opened