It all happens in a poor village on the outskirts of the jungle in Colombia, which is being terrorized by the Guerrilla. A woman who in attempt to rid of he poverty bakes and makes certain sweets and bakery goods to sell on the streets. But the point of view comes from one of the cookies itself. People barely buy anything from the woman because of the way she dresses, they have the crazy belief they might go poor too if they'd buy from her.
Then on a certain day, gun shots are heard, and the rebel group starts moving into the village, taking away the woman's children for their training and eventually killing the woman.
The cookie remains on it's place in the house, until the Guerrilla take control of the house, which was empty anyway.
And so passes by time, and the cookie remains uneaten and covered in filth. It itself is useless to the world. But then, a kid enters the house, having escaped from the Guerrilla, a young kid from the higher class of people they had held captive for ransom money.
But then the rebels find him, and all he sees is that one cookie. He grabs it and throws it at one of the men, due to it's stiffness, it hits the guy straight in the face and causes him to fall backwards, shooting the two other men in his fall by accident, one of them getting another shot in a grenade, followed by an explosion. The three rebels are dead, and the kid, covered in blood and hiding behind the table at the moment survives, and is later picked up by the police.
All thanks to the cookie, which seemed to be useful in the end.
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