My name is Juan, yes, I am the most handsome cowboy in the entire western Mexico. I take my sons to live by blocking the road. When waiting for "guests", my biggest hobby is to pee to feed the ants on the tree. If there are no guests for a long time or there are no female guests, I will also use a pistol to breed ants. This method is not as thorough as peeing, but it is more comfortable than peeing.
For my "guests", I will not harm their lives, if the "guests" do not resist. My purpose is only to make money, and I am not afraid of their retaliation, because I have no idea where I and my sons will be tomorrow. But I've always had a dream of going to the big city of Mesa Verde and doing a big job at the bank, so that my sons and I can live happily ever after without the extreme instability of income that we have now, and then I did. The thick iron door was opened, but there was no money inside.
I always knew I was a long way from this dream of mine until I met John (I didn't know his name was Sean until after John died), if I hadn't met him I might have lived my whole life in Westworld and become the famous Westworld Overlord, or die heroically in the next robbery, and my sons make a name for me, always I must be the best man in the whole West. But John made me the best man in all of Mexico at the cost of my sons and John's life. If I had a choice, I would choose not to meet John, and I would be content to be the king of the west, even an ordinary life.
On the fifth day after meeting John, from 12:18 to 12:23 at noon, these five minutes were the five minutes closest to my dream, and in the last fifteen seconds of the twenty-three minutes, John gave me The two detonators exploded, blowing up a heavy iron door, behind the iron door a bright light, after these fifteen seconds passed, I became the leader of the revolutionaries, and my ideals were getting farther and farther away from me , and then disappeared. But I didn't know what a revolution was until I was on my way to guerrilla, and revolution was like John using me as an illiterate idiot to rebel against the government to make himself the new government, and we illiterate idiots If you don't sacrifice in the revolution, you will continue to be a fool in the revolution. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, so I scolded John severely, and John threw the book in his hand into the mud. But it wasn't until later that John tried to save me on his motorcycle, and I was sure that John really didn't pick up the book, but the person who picked it up killed John. I hold John's body and think I seem to have become a literate person, I still don't fucking understand the revolution, I just want to go to America with John to live a life without machine gun detonators, why did I kill the government leader? Why at the end of the revolution, I have no relatives and just become a general in Mexico? What is this revolution for? Although I now have a wife and children, I am also very happy.
I deliberately stopped to take a sip of water and gave the audience a chance to give a standing ovation, but after I put down the glass, the venue was still silent. It wasn't until I finished my closing remarks that there was polite applause.
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