| Excerpt:
At
clear dawn, the delegado and two of his detectives
from the 7th Distrito Policial approached a narrow
strip of beach at Jurerê where golden sands
end against steep copper and purple cliffs covered
with semi-tropical vegetation. There, gentle waves
washed over carcasses of fish and penguins and a woman,
naked and mutilated: Eyes plucked; blood coagulated
around the pulpy sockets; strips of flesh torn away
exposing muscles and tendons; and her torso eviscerated...
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"My
destiny was to be linked
with the
vulture,
because in my first memory of my infancy when
I was in the cradle, a vulture came to me."
—Leonardo da Vinci,
from his writings
on the flight of the vulture
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