A child of the Southwest and of the 50s -- a woman who knew me well once said, 'Yeah, the 1850s.' Generally culturally conservative and distrustful of new and improved innovative change. Very seldom overtly serious, but many a truth is spoke in jest and all of my truths are. Worked my way through UT when I was up in my 30s. If I'd, by some horrible miscalculation ended up in Bryan, I would've worked my way through that school over there. Have worked all over in printing and publishing. I've held a bunch of jobs and quit all of them but one. I am a journeyman printer and followed the trade and heard its dying gasps as it was throttled by technological change. I had a sponsored blog on a newspaper but quit the job.
Well hell. This is really not your mother's Mexico anymore, huh? I as do you, miss the innocent coming and going across the river. The stories coming out from the lands where I once traveled uninhibited, between the Boy's Town border, and the apple orchards south of Monterrey, read almost like a nightmare novel. I'll be an old fogey, and wish for a cure to the evil that that land is now in the grip of........what else can I do?
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Well hell. This is really not your mother's Mexico anymore, huh? I as do you, miss the innocent coming and going across the river. The stories coming out from the lands where I once traveled uninhibited, between the Boy's Town border, and the apple orchards south of Monterrey, read almost like a nightmare novel. I'll be an old fogey, and wish for a cure to the evil that that land is now in the grip of........what else can I do?
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