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And just when things were going well...


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I go and rip up my knee. It's as big as a Miguel Gomez lie by now. Dang, and I was going to have such a good time salsa dancing in Miami later this month.

I guess it's related to my passion about politics. My doctor could track my heart rate and blood pressure rising when he uttered the words "Eric Griego" and "Marty Chavez". ;-)

Snoochies.


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