Walter Olmos He grew up on the streets of Katmarka among hourly workers, Prostitutes, criminals and prostitutes. He was a decent boy, a wrongdoer, a cadet. And he became a thief from hunger: the dream of robbing a bank did not surround him, he settled for fruit, a package of noodles, a piece of meat. When he went home empty handed, he remembered once, he was afraid that the mother would go mad and kill him, but it did not happen. Sometimes he would go through the trash can and find pizza dough or cheese left over, he would be happy.
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