‘Who is going to believe a prostitute?’: How a serial rapist in Mexico City carried out his crimes
Micaela Varela
Azul clearly remembers the day she was raped. The date will always remain in her memory. Not because of the brutality of the attack, or because of the trauma it left, nor because of the fear that has remained in her body ever since. She remembers because, the next day, her mother died.
“I was so beaten up that I didn’t want her to see me like that – that’s why I didn’t go to visit her or say goodbye to her,” she recalls through tears.