Extranjero

We leave our mark wherever we go, from Lincoln Heights to Mexico

 

They called him … puerco … negrito … el diablo. He learned the language. “Que le gusta bailar?” he asked the pretty girl in the yellow dress. Before the hearing aid, he heard her answer, “Si, te gusta el baile.”

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