The pollo a la brasa smell from the polleria
All the garage doors are wood
You have to put your shirt over your mouth when the busses pass for the dust
Beautiful women with worn leather hats
Two eggs and two breads from the bodega
The transaction was done through the re-bar gate
I walked back and nodded to the chuckle-head policeman who always called me "amigo"
It rained so the return trip wasn't so bad with the dust.
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