The campesino’s struggle to achieve something

This village that you see is called Piamonte, Cauca. There is a market there (a cocaine base).

The farmer seeded his coca plants, grew them, and worked them… but the price he charged for the coca wasn’t profitable. But it was profitable for the guerrilla. They bought guns; they were getting equipped day after day…

The guerrilla has their donkeys to transport the coca. We loaded up the donkeys and went up by this road that comes out of the mountain range; we unloaded where the coca was processed… There, they crystallized coca all week.

Every guerrilla lab has its land mines. We didn’t get any benefit out of it, nothing, we didn’t do any other thing than monitoring the donkeys, take care of them, and we were behind them, guarding the donkeys because that’s your own hell (torment/punishment) in the guerrilla: to be up and down without a future…