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was so monstrous that I could barely breathe. I looked at Mateo on the floor; Doña Rosario didn’t even bother to help him up. I rushed to remove his gag, crying in despair. The next day, Doña Rosario called the family together. In front of uncles and cousins, they humiliated me. They took my voter ID and my phone, claiming I was “not well due to nerves.continue reading …
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