"leave the dishes on the table. don't touch them. that way, when i get nervous about turning in my homework for my informatics class tomorrow, i can busy myself with housework." - my host mother. who also painted a flamenco dancer with red hair and freckles on one of my shirts. and gave it a handknit doily for a skirt.
castro is no longer the president of cuba as of roughly less than 24 hours ago. something to ponder.
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