Cold Open.

It's called limpia.

Residue. Somebody missed a spot. The reporter with the questions. Nobody's seen him in weeks. You weren't supposed to read this! The words of those who know what they're talking about. The chicas who work los masajes downtown. The tipos who visit them. El Norte, front page! The owners, the managers, the bouncers—each gets a bullet in the head. It's called limpia. Hang around. Keep your mouth shut. Listen. Everyone tells you what they know, what they want. Why it has to be this way. The killer too. Including where to park and where to find whatever it is you crave today.

BACK.

It hurts. It costs. La máquina no da cambio. MORE.