Julieth Tilano, 26, lives inside a small shop on the seventh floor with her husband and in-laws. They sell everything from plantains to Pepsi and Belmont cigarettes. Her husband, Humberto Hidalgo, 23, has a side business in which he charges children from the skyscraper 50 cents per half-hour to play PlayStation games on the four television sets in the family’s living room.Wow, wow, wow. What are they willing to 'pay' for pirate cable and/or sattelite television? The metaphors just seem to grow themselves here -- or have they stopped being metaphors? It sounds like some distaff version of a Ballard novel. A distaff (American|Capitalist) microcosm.
“There’s opportunity in this tower,” said Mr. Hidalgo, who immigrated here last year from Valledupar, Colombia.
Some residents own cars parked in the building’s garage. Others sanguinely point to their trim physiques, a result of going up and down the stairs each day. For others, any roof over one’s head is better than none.
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