When one coffee shop closes, another one opens.
When I was in kindergarten, the local government of León, my hometown in Mexico, bought the land my school was on and we had to leave. Staff and students helped move everything from blackboards to chairs to the new premises which were, as it seemed to me at the time, in the middle of nowhere.Continue reading “Rediscovering My Hometown”
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Folklore meets world.