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The story belongs to the write Julio Ramon Ribeyro, Published in 1955 and is in the collection of Such “THE WORD OF THE WORLD”

Julio Ramón Ribeyro Zúñiga (Santa Beatriz, Lima, August 31, 1929 - Lima, December 4, 1994) was a Peruvian writer, considered one of the best storytellers in Latin American literature. He is a leading figure in the 50th generation of his country.

At six in the morning the city rises on tiptoe and begins to give its first Steps.

TIN…TIN…. TIN....

The trash

Every morning Efrain and Enrique collected garbage from garbage cans

UF F !

F FFFF Pascual the pig, every day he eats and fattens more

OINK… OINK…

We will never finish feeding Pascual

JKGU G F¡

Enrique and Efrain could not study or play.

The life of Enrique and Efrain passed between dumps, buzzards, dogs and people who did the same thing as them...

Long... long... Sho... shooo

Their feet were sunk into a heap of feathers, of excrement, of decomposed or burnt matter. Burying hands began the exploration

They had to look very carefully because they could be cut or hurt by what was under the rubbish dumps.

Today... we have been lucky... we are very wasteful.

¿AUCH…!

Efrain down to the cliff

I found something

The grandfather is happy when Pascual had enough food to satisfy himself. ! Bravo! You have to repeat this two or three times a week OINK…OINK

It would be better if they are not lazy... Pascual is very hungry. Yes... Yes grandfather

On Wednesdays and Sundays, Efrain and Enrique trotted to the dung heap

Efrain felt a pain in the sole of his foot. A glass had caused a small wound. His foot was swollen, he could not get up

SNIFF.... SNIFF, I HURT MUCH.....

THOSE ARE PATRAÑAS

Grandfather SANTOS towards deals with a man to sell to Pascual...

Do not hit him, grandpa, I'll work for both of you?

And you will do your brother's homework. ! Go now to the dunghill

I hope that Efrain gets well

Enrique went out to find food for Pascual, this time without his brother

Enrique brought a gift for Efrain, followed him from the mulandar.

I like to play with Pedro ... Although the grandfather does not want it

Efraín was happy with Pedro's company, relieved his pain and could wait for his brother Enrique to return

GUAUUUU

The inevitable happened the second day Enrique did not know how to get up. He had coughed all night and the morning surprised him trembling, burned by fever

The grandfather did not think Enrique was sick, although he heard him coughing.

But it does not matter! I'll take care of him. You are nothing but garbage trash. Some poor buzzards without feathers!

You too ? It is very wrong to deceive me in this way

The grandfather decided to go out in search of food for Pascual, but his wooden leg had lost the habit of the asphalt tracks. At the celestial hour of the third day he collapsed on his mattress, with no other spirit than insult.

OINK OINK

The grandfather had thrown Pedro to eat him Pascual, back Enrique enfrenraria to grandfather

Where is Peter? Why did you do that? Why?

Enrique felt that the grandfather would end up killing them too

an end, Pascual growled in nged

The grandfather with the broken wooden leg, had his back to the pango, had his mouth open and his eyes were looking for Pascual, who had taken refuge at an angle and suspiciously sniffing the wolf

Help me ... help me

Soon, Efraín! The old man fell into the pigsty! Should we leave here?

Where?

Enrique took his brother with both hands and held him close to his chest. Embraced until forming a single person they slowly crossed the corralón

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