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Los Sures, Part 3: Desiree Who Was the Color of Cafe Con Leche

I remember Desiree was the first girl I ever loved, the first girl I ever wanted to marry. I remember I was going to be 4 and she was 7. I remember she lived next door to us at 123 … Continue reading

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