Tomorrow you’ll play and win more marbles to sell. You’ll get your four tostões back in no time.”
“It doesn’t matter, I won’t lend it to you and don’t come here to pick a fight with me,
’cause I’m behaving myself and not up to any mischief.”
“I’m not here to pick a fight. It’s just that you’re my favourite brother, and now all of a sudden you’re becoming a heartless monster.”
“I’m not becoming a heartless monster. I’m a heartless troglodyte.”
“What’s that?” “Troglodyte. Uncle Edmundo showed me a picture in a magazine.
They were big, hairy monkeys with clubs. Troglodytes were people at the beginning of the world who lived in the caves of Nean...
Ne-an... I don’t know. I can’t remember the name because it was foreign and too difficult.”
“Uncle Edmundo shouldn’t fill your head with so many ideas. But will you lend it to me?”
“I don’t even know if I have it...” “C’mon, Zezé, how many times have we gone out to shine shoes and you didn’t make a thing”
“and I shared what I made with you? How many times have I carried your box when you were tired...?”
It was true. Totoca was rarely mean to me. I knew I’d end up lending it to him.
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