Merida, Yucatan, Mexico. We know how to glow all night long. Máscaras, plumones y rock and roll. Arte, Galletas y Ropa. No estamos muertos, solo andamos de parranda. Y la cosa empezó asi. Bienvenidos sean todos ustedes, esto es CAL.

Wednesday, 12 September 2012. The town we were working in was best viewed at night, though perhaps not one like this. The boats rocked in the harbour, sprayed down by the rain that was slowly building up momentum. The radio had apologised for this, and reassured people that the second they heard that better weather was on the horizon that we would know about it. So, what are you going to miss about home? She had raven hair, and a precise way of holding herself.

Zen got bored with watching my breakdown. Should I? I needed someone to help me, and Zen seemed like the person, someone who would keep the secret. I decided to tell him. I could always run if he freaked. Zen gave me a reassuring look.

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