Chapter 3 THE DIARY OF MR PEO 1937

AGAINST HIS WAGON, IT WAS VERY COLD ON THAT RIP IN FREEDOM, BUT THE COFFEE WAS HOT.

WE TOOK OUR COFFEE, ACCOMPANIED BY A DELICIOUS AND HOT BREAD WITH BUTTER, WE WERE THERE LOOKING AT THE OTHER.

HE WAITING FOR ME TO MANIFEST, AND I DOING THE SAME, SUDDENLY ENTERED A CRISIS OF LAUGHTERS, MR PEO HAD ALL YELLOW TEETH DUE TO THE PIPE THAT DIDN'T TAKE OUT OF THE MOUTH CORNER, EVEN IT ERASED.

SUDDENLY MISTER PEO STOPPED SMILING, PUTS HIS HANDS INSIDE A HANDBAG THAT CARRIED HIS SHOULDERS DID SOMETHING WRAPPED UP BY AN AGED CLOTH, AND GIVEN ME TELLING., MAKE THE WORLD KNOW MY HISTORY.

AND IT WAS SLOWLY FALLING ON THE CAROÇA AND DIED, THERE, IN MY FRONT, WITH OPEN EYES AND A SMILE ON THE LIPS, AS THANKING FOR ALL THAT LIFE HAS GIVEN HIM, HAS A SILENT DEATH, HIS HEART STOPPED IN THE SLOW AND SICK CAMPASSO THAT LIVED.

I CALLED THE PARAMEDIC TEAM, WHO CAME ONLY TO TAKE MR PEO'S BODY FOR AUTOPSY, BECAUSE THE POOR WAS HARD AND FROSTY.

I ACCOMPANIED AND PAID ALL THE PROCESSING OF VELORIO AT THE BURIAL, FOR THE FACT OF NOT FINDING THE FAMILY OF SR PEO,