I can see some familiar faces there. So yes, this is my freaking town.
So you can come to me whenever you want. By the way I should add I was… 62 more words
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Nearly every pre-dawn, relatively pitch dark, prior to Puerto Escondido’s collection of chirping avifauna’s song, contrasted by their B-side, 18 wheelers barreling down the distant highway, an eery sound can be heard directly above us, coming from our third floor palapa rooftop gym — iron gates opening and closing, secured by corroding hinges, understandable if a gate did in fact exist upstairs. 810 more words