We made it to a known town of my youth, Arecibo. It’s pavement road roaring by the touch of the fast pace car’s wheels. It has always roared. The undulated
¡Versión en español, aquí! “I feel alone,” he said, a friend of mine who’s an amazing writer and artist on a partly cloudy day. We were having coffee, getting back
Dear friends, be sure to stop by Pa’lante Latino to read an aritcle by yours truly titled “La Plaza.” (click on the word to read the article). Hope you enjoy it
