THE BUTCHER AND DEATH

THIS GIFT WAS GIVEN TO ROSELIO, THE YOUNGEST SON, AND DONA ROSALIA'S LAST ONE, ALREADY 60, UFA, MISTER ROSEVALDO WAS NOT WASTING TIME.

RESIDENT OF A RURAL CITY OF CEARA BY NAME ERERÉ, A MICRO REGION COVERED BY CAATINGAS, WITH A SEMI-ARID CLIMATE.

BECAME MUNICIPAL IN 1987, ITS CLIMATE WAS ALREADY CONSIDERED THE DRYEST IN THE WORLD.

RED LITTLE LAND, ALI LIVED LORD ROSEVALDO, LADY ROSALINA, AND HIS SIX CHILDREN, ROSILDO ROSVALDO, ROMILDO, ROSCRECIO, ROSILDA AND ROSELIO.

THEY LIVED IN A SITE OF SMALL RENTALS, WHERE THE PIGS WERE CREATED, A HEAD OF OX AND COWS.

MISTER ROSEVALDO HAD THE IDEA OF SELLING MEAT FOR THE LOCAL NEIGHBORHOOD, OPENED A SMALL BODEGUA, UNTIL HE ARRIVES TO A BUTCH OF NAME THE KING OF MEAT.

AND EVERYONE LOOKED FOR THE KINGS OF THE FLESH, THE PEOPLE CAME AWAY, ON FAIR DAYS, THEY DIDN'T COUNT, THE BOIS SUMMED UP IN ONE HOUR, THAT IS, THE FLESH.

DONA ROSALINA THANKS GOOD JESUS OF AGONY THE CITY PATRONIAN, STAYED FOR HOURS KNOWING INSIDE THE REFRIGERATOR, LEAVE IT AS A FROZEN, MORE THANKFUL ESKIMO.

THE CHILDREN ALWAYS ASKED WHY SO MUCH R., IN THE FAMILY, MISTER ROSEVALDO DIDN'T LIKE THE SUBJECT, KNEW THAT HISTORY WAS

LONG, AND FEEL THAT HISTORY COMES.

ONE DAY DONA ROSALINA HAS BEEN DRINKING FOR MORE OF THE ACCOUNTS, DUE TO AN EXCELLENT DAY OF SALES OF MEAT, IT RESOLVED TO TALK, AND IT WAS ROSILDA THAT HAD THE SUBJECT.

TALK MOTHER, BECAUSE SO MUCH IN THE FAMILY, MISTER ROSEVALDO PICKED HIS PINGA BOTTLE AND LEFT TO THE BALCONY, HE DIDN'T LIKE THAT HISTORY.

DONA ROSALINA BEGAN TO TELL, THE STORY OF THE R, HAD A GREAT PASSION FOR THE NAME OF ROBERCIONE.

MY LEG WAS SOFT, THE PANTIES WET WHEN I SEEN THAT MAN, A MADNESS, IT WAS EVIL AND NOT GOD'S THING.

I WAS DISCONTINUED ENTIRELY, HE HAD ME TO BARK I LATI, HE HAD TO JUMP I JUMPED, KEEP ME TO BREAST I WAS BORED ... IT WASN'T THEM OF THE DEMON.

I SO FILLED ROBERCIONE, IN MY LIFE, AT HOME SO THOUGHT ABOUT IT, IN COLEGIO SO THOUGHT ABOUT IT, AT THE FAIR WITH MY FATHER SO THOUGHT ABOUT IT.

THE TAL OF THE ROBERCIONE WAS THE OXYGEN OF ROSALINE, ONE BREATHED THE OTHER, THEY FEEL THE PRESENCE TO DISTANCE FROM EACH OTHER, AND TO KILOMETERS.

ON THE DAY OF THE MARRIAGE OF ROBERCIONE AND ROSALINA, IN

THE MIDDLE OF THE GUESTS TWO RENT KILLERS.

THEY WERE SO CRUEL THAT THE PRIEST WAS WAITING TO SAY, THAT GOD BLESSES THIS MARRIAGE, AND A VERY STRONG STAMP IS HEARD.

THE SMELL OF POWDER INVADED THE NARINES OF THE GUESTS, AMONG THE SMOKE OF THE SHOOT, A BODY FALLING BLOODY, SURE SHOT IN THE HEAD OF ROBERCIONE.

HE DIED TAKING A DEBT THAT HASN'T PAID, DIVIDES PAID WITH HIS DEATH, FOR MATTERS NO MATTER DATE, BIRTHDAY, VELORIO. MARRIAGE, BIRTH, THE GOAT DID NOT FULFILL WITH THE WORD, THE BULLET WAS, THE MESSAGE.

ROBERCIONE FELL WITHOUT LIFE IN THE ARMS OF ROSALINA, YOUNG LADY STILL SMELLING MILK WITH HER 16 YEARS OLD, ROSE BREASTS, PUMPED BUMBUM, CAIPIRINHA GOSTOSA SPOKE THE GOOD LANGUAGES OF ERERÉ.

AND BY SIGNAL ROSELVALDO TAVA IN LA, ON THE DAY WHICH ROBERCION TURNED INTO DEFORT, HE DIDN'T KNOW IF HE WAS CRYING, OR JUMPED WITH HAPPINESS.

ROSEVALDO WAS TREMENDELY IN LOVE WITH ROSALINE, SINCE CHILDHOOD, HE EVEN PROMISED HER IN MARRIAGE, IN ONE OF HIS DAYS, OF ROMANTIC OUTBREAK.

NOBODY UNDERSTANDS ANYTHING THAT DAY, EVERYONE SEEING THE BOYFRIEND BEING TARGETED BY TWO SHOTS OF SHOTGUNS, FALLING INTO THE BRIDE'S ARMS, AFTER THE BRIDE WINNING IN THE