Consuelo

once i was in a bar after a long long winter day, h. it was  colder inside than outside, and all tables were fill with empty glasses. Before asking something, i've tried to take the empty glasses out of the table and place them on the tab. i couldn't... the tab was also full of empty glasses... and i've never seen a bar with that many glasses.
all of the glasses looked the same... tall, empty and used. only three tables of the bar were taken, two couples and a bunch of farmers. everyone was smoking. i went to the tab and ask for a beer... there was only one person behind the tab, a old mexican woman, washing the glasses. she had a  tatoo in her arm... the wasted ink draw something like consuelo, if i'm well remembered.
i asked for the beer three times, and the woman kept on washing the glasses, the couples kept arguing and the farmers kept smoking. So, i left... and tried a beer some other place. What to they need a waiter for h, if she doesn't serve the clients?

to wash the glasses, b
(...)
perhaps the bar was already closed.... that's why it was colder inside than outside