South of 2 Borders, Down Guatemala Way.
March 4th 2012 I spotted him from a distance, hangdog expression, backpack dangling from a shoulder, meandering amongst the throngs of LAX. On spotting me, a surreptitious smile, a handshake and our mate Burch had now morphed our tight group of two into the three amigos with two months ahead galavanting around Central America.
A month's gossip was exchanged over a couple of hours prior to the reality that we
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