I am not a fan of winter vacation here in Buenos Aires. The hoardes of waist-high children turn my typically pleasant walk to the subway into a harried fight for my life. I am not exaggerating. The children are everywhere, blanketing the intersections and sidewalk. Even making it across the street before before the red hand stops blinking is a
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the other day I remembered foodland and you driving over one of the dividers in the parking lot. It made me smile all the way down to my soul. I miss you Emily Beam
Love,
john N.
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