CommonRotten Porteño
A zombie office worker who reeks of yesterday’s stew and blood.
He walks with his hands hanging down, like an office worker on a Monday.
The inhabitants of the night
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CommonA zombie office worker who reeks of yesterday’s stew and blood.
He walks with his hands hanging down, like an office worker on a Monday.
CommonHe used to sell newspapers on Corrientes. Now he deals in bites.
He still shouts ‘La Nación!’ with what remains of his lungs.
CommonHer red dress keeps turning, even though she no longer does.
CommonHe once stole watches. Now he steals life.
He always looks down, just in case something falls.
CommonHe brought the plague from the port. He will never sail again.
He smells of salt, spirits and death.
EliteAn elite pianist who plays with broken fingers.
The piano is out of tune. He insists on playing.
CommonShe washed the dead’s sheets. Now she wears them as a shroud.
She smells of bleach and a rotten river.
EliteAn elite whose guitar plays by itself. His face does not.
Where his face should be, there is a broken mirror.
EliteAn elite dancer from Cabaret Armenonville. Now she watches you with one eye.
Her red dress keeps turning, even though she no longer does.
EliteAn elite priest who celebrated the last mass in San Telmo. It ended badly.
He prays backwards. The candles go out by themselves.
BossThe tango mafia’s boss. His knife never rests.
He looks at you as if he has already killed you before.
BossA zombie neighbourhood leader who talks of the homeland while driving in his facón.
He promised public works. He brought only hunger and bites.
BossShe dances with the devil. Her heels cut through the silence.
She invites you to dance, and you already know how it ends.
CommonHe cuts ribs and excuses with the same smile.
His knife has more mileage than the number 60 bus.
CommonHe mixes medicine with formaldehyde and bad intentions.
Secret recipe: three parts fear, one part acid.
CommonIt arrives late, without brakes and hungry for iron.
Broken bell, broken life, an unaffordable fare.
CommonHer shushing cuts deeper than a sword.
She returned her soul late. The fine is eternal.
CommonA crack with teeth that learned to collect rent.
The landlord was the wall. It always collected.
CommonHe has played the same polka since 1890. Nobody asked for an encore.
The coin drops. So does the head.
CommonShe recites the rosary while tearing off your shirt.
Incense cannot conceal the smell of desperation.
CommonHe recycles rubbish and hopes in the same cart.
He found gold in the rubbish. You are the next piece.
CommonHis cape is no longer red because of the velvet.
Olé, from an audience of the dead.
CommonShe tends the wounds she opens herself.
A white smile and cemetery hands.
EliteAn elite whose facón weighs more than his conscience.
The blade shines, not the teeth.
EliteAn elite publican serving warm beer and hot threats.
The tavern closes at five. Hell opens at six.
EliteAn elite detective solving crimes he has not committed yet.
The trail always ends at his knife.
EliteAn elite singer whose aria breaks glass and ribs.
An encore requested, an encore refused, an encore that kills.
EliteAn elite butcher. The market closes; the massacre does not.
Today’s special: you, in portions.
EliteAn elite butler serving tea with tombstone fingers.
Good evening, sir. Forever.
LegendaryA legendary sweeper using the same broom for streets, souls and hopes.
He knows every pavement in the Porteño universe.
LegendaryA legendary queen with a crown of thorns and steel heels.
She kisses the hand and breaks the bones.
LegendaryA legendary general marching to war drums and loose teeth.
He lost the war and won the plague.
LegendaryA legendary owner of the night, the smoke and your debt.
The house always wins. This is the house.
LegendaryA legendary keeper cataloguing the dead since the viceroyalty.
His signature is on every death certificate.
LegendaryA legendary presence of neon lights and shadows that charge a toll.
An eternal premiere for an audience of corpses.
LegendaryA legendary lady watching the city from above. She descends only to collect.
The obelisk is her cane. The city is her carpet.
LegendaryA legendary parade of masks, confetti and violence.
Nobody knows who is dancing. Everybody knows who falls.
BossA boss controlling the rotten port and collecting his toll in blood.
The river brings merchandise. He brings corpses.
BossA boss whose sentence arrives before the lawyer.
Guilty of existing. The fine is your life.