Puebla's fichera, unseen and unheard, their stories untold, their bodies yearning for release. In the shadows of the city's ancient walls, they ply their trade, selling not just sex, but a moment of human connection, a fleeting intimacy in a world that often shuns them. Their eyes hold a thousand untold tales, their bodies bear the marks of a life less ordinary, a life on the fringes, a life of fichera.