my last class begins soon so I’m drinking in what’s left of the day from my spot in the evening sun. Yachts bob in their slips, daiquiri and jewelry kiosks surround me, an international crowd thrums, and a smooth Cuban rhythm rides on this sultry Miami air. I’ve run away from home. That’s what they [...]
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