Engl250G
Contemporary Latin American Literature
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
El Mangle
"... we were walking on a bridge. It was slippery and narrow,
with nothing to hold on to along the sides. If we took one false step,
we would fall into black, smelly water." (130)
Art by Grandma Moses
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