I recently met Maximiliano. He had an experience with La Llorona when he was a child growing up in Argentina.
He said that her nails are long, and that they scrape the bottom of the river...and that she has no eyes. As he told me of his encounter, I felt the hair on my back stand up.
On more than one occasion, Maximiliano's eyes grew wide and his voice trembled. I knew for certain that he had seen her.
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