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THE VOICES
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Buenos Aires.
It's shit.

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Worse than Bilbao,
worse than Marseille.

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Buenos Aires is a prison.
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The streets
are like a prison yard.

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People move quietly, dryly,
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Iooking cautiously
as if to avoid being wiped out.

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I wish I never come back.
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In English "I wish"
is said "I wish".

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"I wish" means "I desire".
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I desire Nene.
I wish he leaves Buenos Aires.

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He's like his city.
He hates himself, he feeds on hate.

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I want to save him.
I can save him.

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Somewhere else.
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You shouldn't smoke here.
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It's not advisable. The light.
Spirits can spot you. The spirits?

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- Yes.
- Do these spirits swim?

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They float.
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They're lighter than water,
and they shine,

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they follow you,
as if you were one of them.

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Since when
do you believe in ghosts?

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Angel's fingers
always smell the same.

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They smell like saw dust,
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like gunpowder.
Like blood, like sex,

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they remind me of things.
The toilets at Constitucion,

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the jobs, the road,

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