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The Negra Slaughterhouse, where M. Carlos Luro (son of France) had the dignity to honour me, is a model establishment which sacrifices a minimum 1,200 oxen a day, not to mention steers and pigs. It is a faithful reproduction of the famous slaughterhouses of North America. After reaching the end of a corridor, where it is immobilized, the animal receives a blow in the nape from a club, which causes it to fall, and it slides on an inclined surface, at the end of which the animal's carotid artery is cut; once this has been done, the body is hooked to a carriage which travels on an aerial rail, it undergoes a series of well-known operations, whose final result is delivered in two pieces to the refrigeration chambers, until the next shipment to England, the huge market for Argentinean beef. (Georges Clemenceau)
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This book takes the form of a stroll through the city of Buenos Aires. A stroll with a guide, brief but frenetic, on the back of a rhinoceros. A letter in each stop, and in each letter, a word which is announced in the sky like a neon sign. The A is that of Aglomeración (Agglomeration), the L is for Lavanderas (Washer women), the N is for Nieve (Snow) and S is for Sapos (Toads). And the M is for Matadero (Slaughterhouse).
