"Heat. Flies. Stench. Highway pylons. Zonzon of the traffic. Graffiti, a punk skull and the signature Atomik, accompanied by three intertwined letters, MSG, the gang in vogue in Miami. A rectangular space stolen from the vacant lot, delimited by potted palms, a fence and a wooden gate. A clandestine cemetery for field workers. At the bottom, a pile of sand, shovels, loose picks. A grave, the last dug, collapsed by the recent rains of Hurricane Irma. A carved cross, covered with nicks on the edges, like the revolver sticks in Lucky Luke . On the ground, a wreath of artificial roses."--Gallimard.
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