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Back and Shoulder

She was born in South Korea, at the age of seven moved with his family to Argentina, a bridge to go to the North. Dad and mom relied for months in friends of friends, a small community established just years ago in the country. She spent the first year stick to her older sister, going obligated to a public school, and keep in the house most of the time. The coming years made hard the original plan to move to a country in Central America, and the job of the mom in a hidden factory was quite good. The dad, however, started smoking and the casual drinks became a routine. The older sister couldn’t get adapted, she always cared about pranks and comments of her classmates about her look, the cloths she wore.

We are sitting in a very busy walking-street and I asked her about her. She looks at me and answers with a question: ‘really, boludo?’ She puts a cigarette in her mouth, shows me a tattoo in her shoulder in Korean  and then another in her back written:  Devuelveme a casa cuando descifrés el del hombro.