The avenue was full of corpses. At each pole, a hangman swayed in the breeze of the infernal afternoon. I called my dog and went for a walk, I could count 141 of them because the sweepers had cleared the way a bit. The dog questioned me with his eyes and lowered his tail.
In the end, there was a girl sitting at the edge of the portal of a baroque mansion, showing her contoured thighs; she invited me to pass because love was necessary. I tied my dog to a cypress tree and walked down a long corridor.
We entered a luxurious bedroom and ordered me to be naked, I thought of the avenue and the men hung without clothes, I realized, then it was too late.
At dusk, my body hung from a pole like a strange lamp, my dog licked my feet.
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