The vow was unspoken between them: Once started on their drive into a more northerly part of the state, once embarked upon this journey, they could not turn back.
I intend to converse with many. None in the same room. I have a daughter to search for, an acre of farmland to sell. I must confirm that flour is falling and copper is rising;
It isn’t surprising that the women of Jararaca and its neighboring communities have turned to selling their bodies for a few liters of fuel; exchanging sex for food, money, and now diesel is something of a dark pastime of the region.
