Yael Martínez – The House that Bleeds It was getting dark when I got the call, my feet froze, Luz my wife was telling me that they had killed my brother-in-law- Beto, she was uncontrollable, I had never heard her speak like that, her voice was shaking, it was breaking… That day totally changed our life… I could not sleep all night, images shot up in my head and my mouth was dry; I fell asleep and an image came to my mind. It was me in a desolate, mutilated place … I woke up with tears in my eyes,...
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