The broken out of nowhere ep# 1 : Jose

Jose was a Bolivian immigrant,working in a shopping mall in a town on the coast,mar del plata,he worked in a local food court...he was 34 years old,and had left his country,Bolivia,when he was 10 years old,where he lived,la paz...he had his mother living in argentina and had not heard from his father since he was 7 years old...Jose did not know what it was like to be in a relationship,much less what it was like to live alone,neither did he go out or have any friends.... 

The street frightened Jose, he didn't go out anywhere other than his work, and he was scared of walking too far because he got lost easily. 

The shopping mall was his second home, although he suffered too much, you could say, every day at noon, at 11:00 hours, he arrived at the local empanadas fast food called "la minga". He would put on his apron and begin to knead the empanada covers, fry the meat, cut the onions and clean the counter...he was almost always with his companion Tobias, a tall, skinny and somewhat conceited Argentinean... 

Working there was not an easy job, because for Jose it was a torture to be seen by people, and to expose himself in this way, because Jose did not have the physique of brad pitt...he was hunchbacked, with a big nose, a big belly, thin arms and small hands...he was resigned to love.... 

Surrounded on a Friday afternoon when teenagers go out for a drink with their group of friends, there were girls in the puberty stage, and their development was very evident, their physiques were voluptuous,bulky and sexy.... 

Jose watched the show while squeezing a rag, resigned, frustrated and excited to see young girls, that he could never talk about at his age ... since high school had been a hard stage for him had ended with 8 stitches in the back of his head, received beatings and xenophobic humiliations, by his classmates "bolivian piece of shit" "go back bolivia" and so ... 

At that moment the girl he was seeing, in love, had green eyes, blonde, at one point he tries to greet her...but she is confronted and kissed by a boy, and both begin to laugh loudly at him, the girl especially with a disgusted face.... 

that's when jose, full of rage, resigned, squeezed harder than ever the rag.... 

The torture of those days was the same as always.Frustration,rage,and sadness...

Being trapped in a meat prison of ugliness and not being able to be seen equal among other people,the experiences of pain,and the rejection still intact and having to deal with Tobias,that fucking scumbag,piece of shit arrogant Argentine.That had the privilege of being tall and average,with his average little problems.

 Jose, thirsty for vengeance, took his revenge in a very unique way: The next noon,he went to the oven and before putting the empanadas in the oven he started to spit them out, and when the two cokes that some girls had ordered came out, he drained the dirty meat liquids into the glasses ,spited on 'em and then ,he carefully served them with coke...

 That weekend, at home in the morning, Jose was happy, celebrating the feat he had done, and wanted to continue doing it,and relieve for once,his pain; in the afternoon he took a jar to work, and began to spread the raspberry dietetic toast that 2 blonde and spoiled teen girls ordered, with a mysterious "ricotta" : which was nothing more than smegma from his genitals,dead skin from his nails and crotch and semen, then he took the toast back and while watching the two young 20 year old blondes eating his so well machined dessert ,he began to masturbate, while he insulted with all his fury. ..." whores, white bitches...you'll see, you all fucked up my life.... oohg oohgg 

they fucked up my life..." 

they fucked up my life ...." 

then with a final moan he was almost in extasis and came to a point of pleasure,and there he ejaculated on the toast, which he then served himself to the girls, apologizing for the delay.... 

The day after, 4 cases of intoxication were reported, and an inspection fell on the local "la minga", sanitary control, the father of one of the girls had also come, very angry, and demanding explanations....but the explanations were not given. 

The very same afternoon,the inspector found 2 pots with """ricotta cheese""", according to Jose, it was from "tamboril & co" dairy products...the smell was putrid.... Inspector puked there.

Jose was in shock, he walked away...from the place, the father, and some other furious parents started to chase him.At the exit door he was caught,and the parents even tried to burn him with water from their own kitchen, and metal bars,knifes and fists. 

Jose was unconscious, he could hear how his captors frantically chased him amidst xenophobic shouts, just like the ones he had gone through in high school, it was all so much the same, everything was repeating itself...the painful life experiences,more than a bad dream they were there,alive and replaying, the cycle of violence...".

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 2