There are places I've lived...
There are places I've lived where only a bullet through the sky would quiet the barking night.
The sound would scatter the hungry raza galgos to distant days.
Hours later, I would search the sea at sunrise for my sleep-saving 3 a.m. slugs, never once seeing them shimmer or shine.
Imagine with me – the befuddled faces of fishermen finding my rounds resting peacefully in the just-opened bellies of their afternoon catch.
There are places Ive lived
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