“Macho, won’t anyone buy a macho?” Leading along several machos, a single young girl tossed out some dangerous words to the town residents passing by. The macho seller. On that sudden statement of human trafficking, the townsfolks’ eyes opened wide as they gazed at the girl. “Macho, does anyone need a lively macho? You can boil and bake them, and if it really comes down to it, they can even serve as bodyguards. Does anyone need such a wonderful macho?”