My friend Nieves almost got shot yesterday. She was wandering around the Aga�a Swamp, looking for donne’ peppers and kang kong to harvest. She walked into a clearing and found herself looking at the business end of a shotgun. One of her neighbors was camped out in the swamp, waiting for the thieves that killed three of his cows in the last week. These poachers killed his cows, took the loins, and left the rest of the animal to rot.

After she got done telling me this story, she asked me how my day was. Uh, not bad; certainly didn’t compare to her little adventure.