Gutts, J. (1987).
Desde casa fiesta hasta las lágrimas.
Heritageville: Orville (out of print).
The session with grupo Tonos de Gris and Aliyah Bernal had ended at Tech and the gang ventured forth through the city. Heat was visibly coming off the concrete and bitumen this late spring Stratum XIV afternoon. Down Primavera Avenue the group spotted a charity bikini car wash in the Gri CV parking lot and a quick sticky beak felt almost mandatory...
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At Casa Fiesta they sat at the long banquet table noshing on totopos and swilling margaritas. Much mirth was to be had. The camareros were quite free with plying los borrachos with refreshment...
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Back at Este Banco, the dinner was filled with tension as she berated him, over issues possibly real, or perhaps imagined or exaggerated due to menarquía...
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...She lay face-down in the bed, weeping into a pillow. His silhouette framed the doorway, trying to find words of consolation...
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The quiet highway raced past, full beams disappearing off into the night. Little by little, the lights ahead became a soft blur — drivin’ and cryin’, indeed...
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