He demands I be a man. What is it to be a man? I ask him.
Tag: Spanish
“If I go into the forest, I can hear the birds and crunching of the leaves. It’s about the sound of the whole forest, not isolating the sounds,” Janice Lee tells interviewer Margaret Juhae Lee.
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“I am doing well, but soon I feel / the rolling thunder of an evil rudo / with a toxic fanbase”
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She didn’t go to a hospital—with the traffic in Bogotá, she’s sure she would have ended up giving birth in a taxi!
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