it's 6:30 pm and the sun is still piercing. i love it. and what should you always do on a sunny day? get on your bike and explore your new (or old) city.
with neighborhood grocery stores just around the corner. the "buenas tardes" exchanged between passing strangers. the plenitude of limes, chiles, mangos, and avocados. spanglish: the official language. the sweat.
the unknown familiarity.
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I am a midwesterner through and through, but my father was born and raised in Mexico. So- Spanglish- is my official language at home where I am most at home. It is like comfort food.
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