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Tacos Al Pastor

Standing just a foot away In leather boots and sequined jeans Five foot nine, lean and mean at the Taqueria, El Si Hay Pink cellphone and cheap sunglasses Waiting in the order line A pug-nosed man in chinos passes and paces round to pass the time. When it's cold I miss the birds It's always nice to find the easy flow of Spanish words and English mixed in kind
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Feb 16, 2013
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A short one in media res from this morning.

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