"Look here, politics is all a dream. Democracy, communism, anarchism, it's all the same. They were all created so we could shoot at each other." Miguel lifted his gun. "This comes first, and words come later. Of course, I believe it, that's the only way. I was seventeen when I first killed a man. Back then I was with Zapata's troops. And now I serve under Villa. Yet nothing has changed for me."
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