A grumpled and fairly crunkly bus rolled me off to Paraiso this last weekend. I was going to see Karina, who I haven't seen in about a month, and to celebrate Febe's birthday. Febe is my soon to be, yet already considered, niece. She is two years old and refers to me as "Tio Clee," or as we would say in English, "Uncle Clee." Febe is a pleasantly bouncy and a surprisingly quick little ankle-biter, with hair the same texture of a foptoff whizzlepuff, a small and hairy insect, indigenous to a very specific region of Comayagua. The closest thing I can relate one to would be the texture of Febe's hair. Being two years old, Febe still bounces when she walks. The lack fully developed legs tends to have this effect on small people. Although
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