The cold wind pours in through the open windows of the bus, but its howl does nothing to overwhelm the non-stop parade of mariachi and reggaeton blasting through the speakers. It is three in the morning, and my friend Adam …
The cold wind pours in through the open windows of the bus, but its howl does nothing to overwhelm the non-stop parade of mariachi and reggaeton blasting through the speakers. It is three in the morning, and my friend Adam …
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