I was driving east on Eastern Avenue, with my window rolled down, when the light at the intersection of Eastern and Broadway turned red, forcing me to wait for the crossing traffic.
As I waited for the light to turn green, I noticed a very beautiful young woman, dressed in a colorful dress, standing on the corner. The dress looked like the ones that women, in Central America, wear.
A young man stood next to her at the cross walk. He took several quick glances at this young woman as if trying to decide if he should engage her in conversation.
Finally, he decided to speak, "You are Latino, right?"
The young woman, corrected him, "Latina."
The young man, a bit confused, decided to re-phrase his query, "Where are you from?"
The young woman answered, "I'm from Ecuador."
The young man, replied, "So you are Latino, right?"
Friday, July 17, 2009
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