Santiago was sitting on the sofa, looking at the accounts of the floor in the living and working girls. was concerned as it should be all those who had an apartment in which prostituted women.
Police were organizing raids and countless politicians did not stop campaigning against prostitution. As always, without addressing the problem without providing real solutions, perhaps meant to distract the eyes of society, the most important problems.
knocked on the door.
- Forward - Santiago said.
entered a girl whose big green eyes stood out even more, its beauty. Santiago
wondered if this girl - Julia was her name - was to become a major problem for those who already had. His companions told him that after drug treatment was rare, very rare.
- Sit, Julia - looked into his eyes and saw that those eyes had made him forget the rest of their problems.
- How are you? - Asked -. Did you have very bad during treatment?.
- Yes, James. I spent the whores, but now I'm better now and happy to have finished.
- Good, beautiful. But now you have to tread carefully, lest they relapse. Now is very dangerous for you to start over.
- But what do you know that? - Julia replied indignantly.
- Just a little ... - Said Santiago -. Think about that before working at the bar now I have, I worked in a neighborhood that was the largest drug business. In our bar, next to the house of the camel's largest city, came all drug addicts. Think we had to bore all coffee spoons so they do not use them to prepare their chutes. We had to remove the closure of the basin to serve those suffering from an overdose. I remember the plethora of ambulances that did come, and the parsimony and neglect of nurses to care for those dying of overdose. I also remember the words she said the drug, when they saved the life ...
- swear word you say.
- I see you've never had an overdose, Julia.
- No.
- The way it is. You inject poison and your body is binding. Your lungs stop breathing. But you can not find out, why in heaven. When the nurses arrive, they put a point-blank shot that eliminates the effect of heroin. Breathing return, return your consciousness and you realize that you've got chute you no longer takes effect. When a person takes all day making it impossible to get the money to pay the bill, awakens from an overdose, his vocabulary is just fine. Not even know that for several minutes has been unable to breathe, rubbing shoulders with death. All you can see, it has lost the day in getting the drug and that a nurse has bastard neutralized.
- I had no idea about this - said Julia.
- Over time, the city razed the whole neighborhood, breaking down all the houses and taking people to other areas better. We had to migrate to the bar where we are now. The funny thing is that was saved from demolition only a building: one in which the drug was sold. I guess they did it, for being able to control those who would buy it. In the plaza surrounding the house, every morning appeared lots of needles and the body of someone who died from an overdose. Sometimes little adulterated drugs sold. So were corpses galore.
- "For me all that, James?.
- This has been the introduction to the story I tell.
Julia sighed with resignation.
- Two years ago, as I did with you and your companions, took from a brothel to a girl. He was about nineteen. The bastards that got into the business, thoroughly drugged to be prostituted. When I took her out of there to a center that detoxify. When he returned he was clean. Soon began to move forward. Then it was here at home, one more. All her mates wanted. He began studying and was able to do so. He realized that he could out of the hole by themselves. I remember the day I taught her notes, I burst into tears. One day I said I wanted to go see his parents, who lived in a village on the coast. I myself went with the train.
Santiago's eyes filled with tears. He continued:
- When they took the train to the garage to clean it, found a closed basin. There was his body, still holding the syringe in his arm.
She wiped her tears.
- Over the years I have analyzed everything and came to a conclusion. Cleaning that you do in a detox center is purely physical. Your mind is like before entering the center. If you spent two years getting high, little recently, during that time, had to gradually increase the dose of heroin to maintain the same level of effect. If you ever get you something, after treatment, your mind will continue where you left off and just get you a good chute, which the body clean, your death will be safe.
- And do what?. One more, one less.
- Do not you understand. This house is a place where people live wonderful. All of them have had serious problems here have found their chance to change their lives. I have thrown a lifeline and I pulled the rope to bring you to the ship. You could not having grabbed the jacket, but you did. So far there is little merit on your part. But now you have to work for you. What I want, what we all here want, you will start to fight for yourself and your companions. When you meet someone, little by little they are creating some invisible links. Santiago
the girl looked quiet.
- I just want to say one more thing. I can endure the beating of any pimp and have had several, I can endure the abuse of authority by a police officer or a politician prevaricate. But I will not be able to hold it happening again so that girl. My heart is no longer for those jogging. I lost a daughter and I do not want to lose another.
Julia slept little that night. And that did not exercise, indeed. She locked herself in his room and, at times cried. In the morning went to the sink and dropped into the cup of water a small folded paper which had cost him much money to obtain.
flushed then watching as the water carried the paper ...
And his past.
Police were organizing raids and countless politicians did not stop campaigning against prostitution. As always, without addressing the problem without providing real solutions, perhaps meant to distract the eyes of society, the most important problems.
knocked on the door.
- Forward - Santiago said.
entered a girl whose big green eyes stood out even more, its beauty. Santiago
wondered if this girl - Julia was her name - was to become a major problem for those who already had. His companions told him that after drug treatment was rare, very rare.
- Sit, Julia - looked into his eyes and saw that those eyes had made him forget the rest of their problems.
- How are you? - Asked -. Did you have very bad during treatment?.
- Yes, James. I spent the whores, but now I'm better now and happy to have finished.
- Good, beautiful. But now you have to tread carefully, lest they relapse. Now is very dangerous for you to start over.
- But what do you know that? - Julia replied indignantly.
- Just a little ... - Said Santiago -. Think about that before working at the bar now I have, I worked in a neighborhood that was the largest drug business. In our bar, next to the house of the camel's largest city, came all drug addicts. Think we had to bore all coffee spoons so they do not use them to prepare their chutes. We had to remove the closure of the basin to serve those suffering from an overdose. I remember the plethora of ambulances that did come, and the parsimony and neglect of nurses to care for those dying of overdose. I also remember the words she said the drug, when they saved the life ...
- swear word you say.
- I see you've never had an overdose, Julia.
- No.
- The way it is. You inject poison and your body is binding. Your lungs stop breathing. But you can not find out, why in heaven. When the nurses arrive, they put a point-blank shot that eliminates the effect of heroin. Breathing return, return your consciousness and you realize that you've got chute you no longer takes effect. When a person takes all day making it impossible to get the money to pay the bill, awakens from an overdose, his vocabulary is just fine. Not even know that for several minutes has been unable to breathe, rubbing shoulders with death. All you can see, it has lost the day in getting the drug and that a nurse has bastard neutralized.
- I had no idea about this - said Julia.
- Over time, the city razed the whole neighborhood, breaking down all the houses and taking people to other areas better. We had to migrate to the bar where we are now. The funny thing is that was saved from demolition only a building: one in which the drug was sold. I guess they did it, for being able to control those who would buy it. In the plaza surrounding the house, every morning appeared lots of needles and the body of someone who died from an overdose. Sometimes little adulterated drugs sold. So were corpses galore.
- "For me all that, James?.
- This has been the introduction to the story I tell.
Julia sighed with resignation.
- Two years ago, as I did with you and your companions, took from a brothel to a girl. He was about nineteen. The bastards that got into the business, thoroughly drugged to be prostituted. When I took her out of there to a center that detoxify. When he returned he was clean. Soon began to move forward. Then it was here at home, one more. All her mates wanted. He began studying and was able to do so. He realized that he could out of the hole by themselves. I remember the day I taught her notes, I burst into tears. One day I said I wanted to go see his parents, who lived in a village on the coast. I myself went with the train.
Santiago's eyes filled with tears. He continued:
- When they took the train to the garage to clean it, found a closed basin. There was his body, still holding the syringe in his arm.
She wiped her tears.
- Over the years I have analyzed everything and came to a conclusion. Cleaning that you do in a detox center is purely physical. Your mind is like before entering the center. If you spent two years getting high, little recently, during that time, had to gradually increase the dose of heroin to maintain the same level of effect. If you ever get you something, after treatment, your mind will continue where you left off and just get you a good chute, which the body clean, your death will be safe.
- And do what?. One more, one less.
- Do not you understand. This house is a place where people live wonderful. All of them have had serious problems here have found their chance to change their lives. I have thrown a lifeline and I pulled the rope to bring you to the ship. You could not having grabbed the jacket, but you did. So far there is little merit on your part. But now you have to work for you. What I want, what we all here want, you will start to fight for yourself and your companions. When you meet someone, little by little they are creating some invisible links. Santiago
the girl looked quiet.
- I just want to say one more thing. I can endure the beating of any pimp and have had several, I can endure the abuse of authority by a police officer or a politician prevaricate. But I will not be able to hold it happening again so that girl. My heart is no longer for those jogging. I lost a daughter and I do not want to lose another.
Julia slept little that night. And that did not exercise, indeed. She locked herself in his room and, at times cried. In the morning went to the sink and dropped into the cup of water a small folded paper which had cost him much money to obtain.
flushed then watching as the water carried the paper ...
And his past.
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