Rasgos de maldad. Rasgos de bondad. Rasgos de nobleza.
My parents came from working class families. My father grew up playing in the streets of Mexico City. My mother grew up playing in fields in the Irish countryside. They had big dreams about making it to the mythic land of opportunity. I grew up a privileged kid in South Texas, 10 minutes from the Mexican border. Survival takes you where you need to be.
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