The schoolhouse

At noon we eat something on the corner of the buses, that is, in the stores that abound on the streets and with 100 soles that the old people ask us we go to work at Disneyland, shit, man, Disneyland is Tacora, well. There we carry bundles, waiting for some lady to neglect to run with the package and if the theft was good, we rested from singing like idiots all fucking day. Tacora is paradise, it is like a fairy tale. There are so many cute things lying on the ground and you can steal or stick a knife from anyone. This is what heaven must be like, right? More knife than the great whore! From there we continue shouting in the cars and if at night we can put someone to steal, we do it too. Everything is done to be able to get home with what the old people ask of us.

And how good it would be that we just sang. There is another group that old Rolando has. Those tigers live in their sister's house, in Valdivieso, there the boys learn to steal. The old bastard recruits them just like us. After selecting them, he puts them to study in the "little school", but they have other training. They are placed in front of a doll the size of a man. The doll carries a wallet in his jacket pocket and has a loud rattle as an alarm. In case the fingers of those who are training collide with the alert, it is a sign that the thief is still green and has to study more until he passes the exam. Old Rolando gathers them in front of this doll every morning from eight to twelve, the "little school" lasts four hours a day, with its recess and everything. To the one who fails and rings the bell, the old man kicks his ass off.

In a couple of weeks the guys have to be good for the job, if nothing else hits them. The training of artists is very hard.

Thus, one day of holiday, with a well-trained hand to steal, they go out to work bringing a lot of things. By late afternoon, the grand robbery must be carried out to the letter. That day there is a party and a drink at the wretch's house.