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Media naranja

 

When we were walking through the streets trying to find souvenirs, there was a store named la media naranja. "Do you know what that means?"

 

"Orange middle? Half orange?"

 

He laughed.

*"It's when you find the one for you.

Your girl, your boy. And you just fit. You find your other half. The other half to your orange."*

 

"Like a soulmate."

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