His wife would take his card and only give him 20 pesos… He called her stingy, until he opened the envelope she had hidden for 5 years.
PART 1
Every two weeks, as soon as his paycheck arrived, Martín would get home to Nezahualcóyotl with the same defeated look on his face.
He worked at a packaging factory in Iztapalapa, standing for 10 hours a day among hot machines, the smell of burnt plastic, and a supervisor who yelled as if everyone owed him their lives.
But what weighed most
