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Two legs, two eyes, two ears.
Two brains, one blick, one mind.
Innumerable distant loves.
Three parents: a soldiering mother, a gardening father, and the U.S. Interstate Highway System
Me quemaron antes. Nunca con luz o flamas.
Juvenile fantasies of escaping to that place where the road meets the sky and the moon never hides behind smog.