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we had a decaying debutante ball last night. thank god for self-timers.
this morning i woke up and, on my way to breakfast, saw a cholo couple doing what cholo couples do on the bench facing the river. after breakfast i went for a walk with some people and when we came back, they were still there. we all went and sat down with them hoping the awkwardness would make them want to leave, but it didn't, and they continued on with what they were doing. we busted out our cameras and made the situation even more uncomfortable, but yet they persisted. two hours later they were gone, and we couldn't figure out what had happened to them. walking back to my room, though, i saw them, continuing on across the street where they have been for several hours.