my father can open his eyes, but he cannot look into mine. When I talk to him his eyelashes quiver and the nurse tells me, "keep going, he's listening".
hector: has (finally) gone from being the love of my life, to being a way to kill time.
i have never made a bigger mistake than carlos:. the city is too small. the irony is too big
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men, it seems, have perfected that art.
i miss you.
and tell maria i say hi.
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