My host sister: Like Tara?
My host mom: Oh no, not Tara. Tara may be a gringa, but she's not very gringa.
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- "And something started in my soul, fever or forgotten wings,and I made my own way, deciphering that fire, and I wrote the first faint line, faint, without substance, pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing, and I suddenly saw the heavens unfastened and open." - Pablo Neruda
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