Merry Christmas
Digging the city and spent whole nights Salvador. Her hair in a ponytail under his hat, his glasses pasta, pants loose, jacket to Dick Tracy, his crocodile skin boots. His gun inside his jacket. A cigarette in his mouth. So Salvador went unnoticed among many others like him nightly. Walking through the park, stopped a few minutes to look at the lake, was aware of the many couples who made love around him, and continued his journey. Came in the bohemian coffee, called a no milk, no sugar, sat and lit a cigarette. Damn vague, they will have nothing to do - was said also, as he watched the group of poets who always spending the night in the cafe. He grabbed a newspaper the previous day and on the cover: Manny "The Hook" Robaina strikes again. Hijuelagranputa said at the same time he hit the table where I was. He stood from his seat and kept the newspaper folded in his jacket, paid for the coffee and hurried out of it. He walked to the corner bar at the entrance greeted a fat man ordered two gin and tonic and sat in the loneliest corner of the entire bar. His eyes came directly to the TV. Newsflash: as we all know the darker mass murderer who has seen this city, the Cuban, Manny "The Hook" Robaina has escaped from prison and has already started with their vile routine: kidnapping and butchering them all equally, regardless of race, color, sex or religion. We are informed that this time is more violent, repeat, this time is more violent, more violent. And in news just received, Manny The Hook Robaina, has left a message written in blood on the wall of the house of his last victim. The message says: "Salvador, here I am" According to the superintendent of police, the Savior referred Manny The Hook Robaina, is nothing more and nothing less than the retired detective, Salvador De Jesus. As you may remember, he was responsible for the capture of the very Cuban. Keep you informed. Salvador fired another cigarette, took two gin and tonic water and left the bar. He called a taxi, the mansion Cuban, fast, fast. Within 45 minutes they had arrived, got a block from the mansion. Keep the change. Salvador detective took out his old motherboard of your portfolio, look for a moment, the guard and walk to the mansion. Knocks on the door Goodnight Salvador, El Gancho awaits you at the library. Follow me please. And the butler leads. Manny "The Hook" Robaina, is there, to the right of the classics, and to the left of the vanguard. Behind him a giant photo of Madonna, at his desk, a bottle of gin. Sit dear Savior, and tonic as usual? Salvador looks straight into my eyes and nods. They take their drinks. is to have you come to Salvador, but it might not make it. Take this envelope, take it home and analyze what's inside. Think of it as it is may not make it, and you know it. If you decide to return, if not, I suggest you run away. Salvador for the seat, keep the envelope and leaves the Cuban Mansion. Salvador is the bohemian coffee requests one, without sugar and milk. Get the envelope from his jacket. See what's inside. Sigh. Light a cigarette. finishes his coffee. Go to the corner bar. Calls for a gin and tonic. The end. Call the taxi. A Cuban Mansion please.
Party
decisive gold medal in the World Baseball Tournament.
The visiting team faces the local computer.
We are in the ninth.
The marker gives visitors the lead after three races for two.
Premises at bat.
Bases loaded, two outs. Time is
Peco Mendoza. Peco
know the game is in your hands, you can not waste this opportunity. Peco
knows he can give that ball. Peco
knows that all its future glory will depend on the moment. Peco
Mendoza trust him.
All local team fans trust him. Peco
was the best hitter in the tournament.
A hit a career boost, maybe two. Peco
Mendoza takes his bat and heads to the batting cage.
The crowd chanted his name.
The public is dying of excitement.
Peco looks at the audience, smiles with them. Second release
Peco Ball 2 closes his eyes for a moment. Third release
Strike One
Peco fits the helmet. Fourth release
Ball 3
A smile draws you in the face of Peco. Launch Quinto
Peco gives the ball.
The ball goes up, looks set to be homerun.
The ball comes out the foul area.
Strike Two
A Peco will lower fat drops of sweat on his forehead.
nervous. Look
the public still trust him. Peco
closes his eyes, invokes his virgin.
Time stops. Peco looks
public.
He realizes that he and his holy virgin, are the only blacks there.
Open your eyes.
rerun time.
Sigh. Sixth release
Peco is dropping the bat crosses the floor.
Three Strike Out
