Wrestling and Pierrot 🎪🇲🇽 ...
I was minding my own memories when I realized something about this word in Mexico, when it comes to punching and wrestling: pierrotazo. Then I was like, does it have to do with… Pierrot?
And I wrote a little one shot fic about it, as part of my fic: The freak Maimasaramaj Circus 🎪 🪔
Here's a fragment, you can check the whole chapter here -> Cornucopia: The Freak Maimasaramaj Circus
—Look, —said Alicien, waking Pierrot, who was sleeping in her lap—, I wrote us a poem.
Pierrot yawned, and his big, sleepy smile settled over the parchment in Alicien's hands.
—What does it say? —he asked.
And she cleared her throat.
—I got to thinking, and I remember that, back when I used to hang out with my friends, when they ordered us all to stay cooped up at home, I was about 19 or 20. They liked to play rough with one another; guys, of course. I liked watching them: how they threw themselves to the floor, knocked each other around, and fancied themselves wrestlers, like the lucha libre ones.
Pierrot blinked and kept listening, more awake by the second.
—And I remember that, with every blow they landed on each other's chest, they'd say: "There goes a pierrotazo!", and I'd never once questioned where that word came from. And you know how much I love reading about etymologies.
—That's exactly what I wondered, because I thought of you.
Pierrot pectus ferit: dolet ille qui amorem
optat, et aspicit hos qui sua gaudia carpunt.
Pierrot strikes his chest: the grief of one who longs for love,
and watches those who savor their own delights
—Why are you crying, my queen?
—Oh, my sweet Pyari… —she said, looking at her poem and resting her head against him—. Because in the world I come from… I am Pierrot's chest.
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