La muerte en sus huesos & PICTURES
June 5th 2008 The first time I encountered a musical micro was probably in my second week here in Valdivia. Still shell-shocked that "Oh my gawd, yes, they do all speak Spanish all the time" and attempting to overcome the immense language barrier that high-school Spanish classes had not sufficiently equipped me to handle, I was constantly exhausted. Still fresh meat, however, I was also awed by
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