I would sell them on the cheap in order to buy at least two sheets of tissue paper.
“Attention, everyone! Five marbles for one tostão. Good as new!” Nothing happened.
“Ten cards for one tostão. You won’t find them as cheap at Dona Lota’s shop.” Nothing happened. None of the children had any money.
I went all the way down Rua do Progresso peddling my wares. I visited Rua Barão de Capanema almost at a trot, but nothing happened.
What about Gran’s house? I went there too, but she wasn’t interested. “I don’t want trading cards or marbles. You’re better off hanging on to them.”
“Because tomorrow you’ll come and ask me to buy them for you again.” Gran obviously didn’t have any money.
I headed off again and looked down at my legs. They were dirty from so much walking through dusty streets.
I looked at the sun, which was beginning to set. That was when the miracle happened.
“Zezé! Zezé!” Biriquinho came running like a madman towards me. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. You selling?”
I shook my pockets, jiggling the marbles. “Let’s sit down.” We sat and I spread my wares on the ground. “How much?”
“Five marbles for one tostão and ten cards for the same price.” “That’s steep.” He annoyed me with that. Bloody thief!
How was it ‘steep’ when everyone sold five cards and three marbles for what I was asking?
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