R19

"Donkeys!" Jose was astonished, "So many donkeys at one place!"

Gray animals stood there in the large enclosure spread from end to end of the valley. Here and there, Jose was able to spot an armed guard, strutting their stuff haughtily before common laborers refilling the water for donkeys. Jose used a moment of quarell between sentinels and workers, to slip between the boards of the fence and rush for the hillside.

"There is nothing to steal here", he thought to himself then paused at the top of the ridge.

Though he didn't have the best view because of the tall schrubbery, there was no doubt that there was entire city hiding in the next valley. He could see red, blue and brown shipping containers arranged as sleeping quarters, as well as shops and warehouses. And motorbikes. Sneaking his way through the undergrowth, Jose reached the parking spot for the bikes and they were as numerous as the donkeys.

"Much... much better!" Jose was eagerly rubbing his palms.

He could already picture himself riding one of the fast mountain bikes, featuring nasty spiked tires. No doubt he will be the talk of the village, maybe he will sell the machine and then, Sarita will look at him with more respect... Jose was the master of roasting the rabbit that's still in the woods...