Don Nuco: the weaver of the desert

I came to the Ciudad Juárez ejido in Lerdo because they told me that a certain Arnulfo García, a weaver of the desert, lived here. “His hands are the memory of an ancestral profession that agonizes,” they told me. The image turns to me Rulfian: the shadowed man works at the ground level in the courtyard of his house. Don Nuco, as they also call it, is the inhabitant of a dusty village that covers the memory of the last natural fiber weavers of L…