segunda-feira, 19 de maio de 2008

Letter

Hi. Nothing to do right now, you know? So I decided to drop some lines and I’ll be straight to the point. You must look out for him. Jason was so sullen when I was forced to leave... You always have been negligent, let’s face it. Therefore, nobody there hears you, I know that; your complaints sounds so full of shit that you’ll never reassure as his father, unless you quit drinking and smoking pot. What da fuck do you expect for? Respect? You’ll never gain his love and attention acting like a pussy. You must be strong and take care of him. I just can’t stand anymore, so I have to rely on your judgment. Honor your kid and lighten my burden, for fuck’s sake. I have done some exercise here, trying to stay out of trouble. They killed a rapist look-alike last week, a stab on the back. He was just a smuggler. He was a loudmouth anyway, if he had explained who he really was and kept low profile, maybe he’s alive now. You’re free, value that, mi morocho.

With love,

Ramón

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