In a place where the icecream truck plays "La Cucaracha", what can you do but laugh?
I was in a ghettoish/barrioish place this morning, for an errand at the DMV, oh joy! The lines are always shorter there than at any other office I've been so that's where I go and yes, apparently I'm still alive. It's a longer drive and people look at me like I'm
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