
Eating Cubano sandwiches in the Bronx with the Havanese dog owners I'm about to meet in Mexico and my Puerto Ricena friend.
Why I can't stop: I theen my daughter took my Berlitz phrase book.
This blog used to be called "Why I Can't Stop Smoking." Well, I did stop smoking. Now I need to stop drinking. The only thing is, every day there seems to be a reason why I can't just yet. It worked before, so—here goes! Today's reason
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