And We Go
May 27th 2017 As I head west, leaving a trail of mango peels, tequila bottles and broken hearts in my wake, I reflect again on the idea of permanence and putting down roots. I genuinely feel like I'd have been happy marrying the girl in Malpasito who drove me into a love trance, and living the rest of my days in an obscure poblito leading a humble, simple and proud life with 2-13 babies. But there's always this
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