From Liberación Total, translated by thisisourjob
May 5, 2010
The girl from La Mancha who dreamt about a gasoline drum and a match
From a place in La Mancha whose name I can’t remember because of the changes it’s suffered
There once was a little girl from La Mancha who was always accompanied by her gasoline and her match.
She loved roaming the region’s flat, sandy paths, seeing its little blue-and-white houses.
But one day, she noticed that something had changed. The countryside she strolled through was covered by a black shroud (asphalt), and this upset her.
She looked for the cause of such disaster, and found it a few steps later. It was a machine used for making roads.
She always carried around her drum and her match. Now it was time to use them. She approached the ugly machine, put down her drum, and set it on fire. Never had she seen something burn so quickly and with so many colors. A few minutes later, it was gone.
Gossips say the little girl from La Mancha walks among the vineyards and olive trees, looking for more road construction machinery. They also say she became friends with a small-town gas station attendant, who refills her drum every night.
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