2/5 Raul Lopez R. 1 year ago on Google
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To
begin
with,
the
ham
was
sour,
the
taste
it
left
in
my
mouth
I
can
feel
it
today
if
I
concentrate.
It
transports
me
to
the
year
1987,
when
I
begged
through
the
streets
of
the
old
Cabalango
City
(Today
expropriated,
collapsed
and
buried
due
to
the
mismanagement
of
the
mayor).
My
3-year-old
granddaughter
was
poisoned
by
green
cheese,
supposedly
flavored
with
spinach,
today
she
still
has
trouble
walking
normally
and
every
time
I
name
the
room
she
starts
to
cry.
My
daughter
received
unpleasant
compliments
from
a
cook,
I
demand
her
resignation
before
she
goes
to
look
for
him.
The
salami
seemed
excellent
to
me,
it
transported
me
to
my
golden
days
in
New
York,
1986,
before
losing
all
my
fortune
in
the
oil
crisis.
I
hope
to
be
able
to
eat
again
in
the
place,
very
satisfied
with
everything,
except
for
those
2
little
things.
(Original)
Por
empezar,
el
jamon
estaba
agrio,
el
sabor
que
dejo
en
mi
boca
lo
puedo
sentir
hoy
dia
si
me
concentro.
Me
transporta
al
año
1987,
cuando
mendigaba
por
las
calles
del
viejo
Cabalango
City
(Hoy
expropiado,
derrumbado
y
sepultado
por
la
mala
gestion
del
intendente).
Mi
nieta
de
3
años
se
intoxico
con
el
queso
verde,
con
supuesto
sabor
a
espinaca,
hoy
todavia
le
cuesta
caminar
con
normalidad
y
cada
vez
que
nombro
el
recinto
empieza
a
llorar.
Mi
hija
recibio
piropos
desagradables
de
parte
de
un
cocinero,
exijo
su
renuncia
previo
a
que
lo
vaya
a
buscar.
El
salame
me
parecio
excelente,
me
transporto
a
mis
epocas
doradas
en
Nueva
York,
1986,
previo
a
perder
toda
mi
fortuna
en
la
crisis
del
petroleo.
Espero
poder
comer
nuevamente
en
el
lugar,
muy
satisfecho
con
todo,
menos
con
esas
2
cositas.
