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The Freeport of Callao

About 1900 ad. But somewhere you don't quite recognize. An office, a portrait of Queen Victoria and someone else on the wall.  Posters in English and in Spanish. Newspapers, A large typewriter, and the smell of smoke A man in a light suit is talking to a man in uniform ( Note this is written in the vernuclar)  ``There were worse places to die, than San Martin de Porres I suppose Sgt  Cavanagh'' Si Sir So what happened man?  The Sgt began his statement. Looking at his notebook  ``We were then outside the Chapel of San Martin it was a Saturday evening… The world and his wife, and their prettiest maid were out for a stroll. I took a glass o Moranda, with the young fella.  People were selling anticuchos, and cuy, and roz puddin'' The usual stuff He cleared his throat ``That’s when the commotion started. This fella- que bueno was walking down the street; he had a wan, from the Forest with him.   The Strumpets see this, and they don’t like that at all.  No Senor