A Brazilian in Antarctica
‘watch your child or it will fall into this bucket of poison’
When I go to peel the fabric that is waxed on in the crest of my thigh it is almost a relief since the pain, even though extreme, is still less than the meatier areas. I rejoice by holding back screams of relief until I realize that worst is yet to come.
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