Just before I flagged down the Suburbaja this morning, a beautiful young lady approached me on Blvd. Benito Juarez: it was Carina, the lovely former bartender of Barandas. I couldn't remember her name at the time, but did a few minutes later. That made a sad departure a little less bitter. That and the caldo de mariscos breakfast.
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