I deserved every bit of it, boss, don't turn on the light.
Silent cars of a foreign city.
I have no idea where I am, what is this place,
the last image of reality, at least that I remember,
was a girl closing the metal shutters
of a corner store.
What happened to that girl?
I have no idea, I just remember she was a redhead
and she looked at me for a second
and then started running down the street
toward the center of this miserable town.
Translation from Laura Healy