”I would like you to paint the word “Amistad” (=friendship) on the wall.
I have 3 sorts of friends, those who’re with me in the slum, those who’ve migrated to Colombia because of the crisis and those who are dead.
My thoughts go to F and J, two close friends of mine who got killed by a rival gang.”
– Chipi, 45 years old –
Seb Toussaint 