The reason behind the Hermitage:
Jan. 2007 - Dinner at Pasta Pomodoro. time unknown.
"....i am undocumented"
she looks uncomfortable. Fiddles with her food. mutters "oh" with out looking at me.
1.5 years fizzle before me and she disappears in front of my eyes.
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pinche vieja mamona...mandala a la burger!
ReplyDelete...ouch.
ReplyDeleteBut you know what they say: All of your [romantic] relationships will fail until one doesn't.
Ouch. Man, that sucks. I'm afraid of the same thing happening to me in the future...
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