I was coming back from my brother-in-law’s house where I had plastered walls. I had had some drinks. Suddenly the fucking devil appeared to me. I was so scared, even my drunkenness went away. I asked you, Lord of Chalma, to protect me and keep evil away from me. Now I’m thanking you and promise not to say anymore what I used to say: «Go fuck your mother, Devil and all your friends!»

Jorge Anzaldo
Observatorio neighborhood, Mexico
April 19, 1999