Because Jacinto, because

Jacinto stopped living with us. Later we found out that the poor boy became the black man's wife for a few soles that he gave old Rolando.

Besides, Jacinto would be the black man's mine, because this shit put him to work as a whore in the bar where he bought Chino Rigoberto. This friend of the black man has his hidden bar in La Victoria and there they prostitute the boys, as Jacinto told us one night when we found him by chance.

It gave us a tremendous shame to see everything mistreated, because he walked like a woman, he had painted his lips and was wearing shorts to make old people fall in love. While we watched him in horror, he told us that the black man has five boys and they all live with him as their wives.

They are all his whores and the black man managed all his earnings and left them not even a half for them. The lady charged a hundred soles for powder and all the children were twelve years old at most. At Chino Rigoberto's bar, all the old men would gather to drink and then have sex with the children.

They were the women and, oddly enough, he told us that the men lined up to sleep with the boys. Later, when they were grown up and the men got tired of them, the unfortunate black man kicked the gays out and the boys with nowhere to go, they had no other way but to continue prostituting themselves on the streets of the city, but the work is short-lived for young people, because the sick only want children.

The black man filled himself with asses again in the house of old Rolando, who always collected children around the city. Have you not seen us singing like idiots in the centers asking for some coins? That's the shitty old man's business. When we first arrived at his house, he gathered us all in a special room that he had at the back of the house, which he calls "the little school." There he did not teach us to sing well but to inspire compassion among the people, he also repeated ad nauseam to the word that of:

-Lords and ladies, I am a poor little orphan who has no father or mother and who, instead of stealing in the streets, I earn an honest living singing these songs, with the first song that says like this ...

Therefore, all the children who sing in the centers have the same text to ask for the coins, but we are already fed up with this shitty life. There is no other way, we have to continue because if not, old Rolando with his friends will take the shit out of us AND cut us off, that's why no one reveals himself.