They called him Picolenio, he ran errands around the prison yard. he ambled with the stride of a man, crippled since birth with three fingers missing from his left hand, no fingers on his right both elbows twisted to an obscene and obtuse angle. The paralysis of his wrist movements is what attracted my attention but he did not seem bothered by these infirmities as he hobbled around with a permanent smile on this distorted body.
This man fascinated me. after discreet inquiries i discovered Picolenio was inside for the theft of high tension electrical cables from the power company. He and a partner would climb up the power distribution towers, disconnect the wiring for the copper scrap, then disappear in the darknes leaving the city wondering why the power was off, again.
One nioght the unforseen occurred, as it always does. The partner slipped off the tower and fell into a tangle of high tension cables, electrocuting himself. Picolenio charged into the tangle to save his doomed companion, and in the energized mayhem burned his fingers, arms and legs, barely escaping with his life.
I have a new respect for this heroic man.
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