Chapeo presents, in a Caribbean full of superimpositions, a body that History wanted to have enclosed in itself, which opens up as it travels through a contemporary Santo Domingo: there it touches the Dominican neighborhood intelligence at the same time that it enters into combustion. Between dembow and neoperreo, cuerpx-negrx-travesti becomes a spiritual device for luases and metresas to express themselves through; it looks the economy and the system in the face, and unfolds a desire that, as Iki Yos Piña Narváez points out in the prologue, connects with all the "bodies that do not fit in with the eurosomateca [...], in the Caribbean where the foundation of the history of pain took place". The chapeo, that infinite word and action, here is something else. This novel is written as the Caribbean rhizome, as an expression that snatches the apparent order to move everything, like a hurricane.