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Artemio, the rubbish disposal man, encounters a visitor from the underworld

By Panos Karnezis   May 2004

The pick-up truck was so old that it left a trail of nuts and bolts as it drove down the dirt road. Its bodywork resembled the skin of an ageing animal mottled with scabby wounds. Artemio coughed. Because the driver’s window had no glass, a cloud of dust filled the cabin and he could neither see where he was headed nor make out the potholes. Every time the wheel fell into one of the deep lunar craters his head hit the roof and after a while this had begun to give him a headache. So when he saw the dark…

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