In her mind the U.S. was nothing more and nothing less than a pas overrun by gangsters, putas, and no-accounts. Its cities swarmed with machines and industry, as thick with sinvergencera as Santo Domingo was with heat, a cuco shod in iron, exhaling fumes, with the glittering promise of coin deep in the cold lightless shaft of its eyes.
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