Monthly Archives: March 2011

Sometimes it’s all you can do

The sound of an incoming text message wakes me from my sleep. I struggle to locate my phone. As I open the text message, I see that it is from Amaury, my former dance teacher. Since my life is increasingly … Continue reading

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“Quieres pelear conmigo? TU QUIERES pelear conmigo? Esta bien entonces, vamos. Ese mujer. Mira ese mujer. Tu sabe nada puta. Vete de aquí. Busca su gente. Vete a alla!” Fuck. “Yo no quiero pelear, solemente quiero que tu apagas el … Continue reading

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