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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred . Page 171 of 307 Never bring a credit card or he would create a tab that could rival the national debt. "Vamos al Duende, Nephi." We're going to the Duende. I could never tell exactly what he meant by this. But it was both wonderful and terrifying to watch him take this magical journey. Mescal did for the Buddha what he could not do for himself. I put a bottle of sublingual vitamin B tablets in my pocket in anticipation of the hangover I'd be experiencing the next morning because of his excesses. "Usted no debe pensar en mahana. No podemos llegar al Duende si estas pensando en el mahana." Mahana no existe. Most of The Church's Missionaries come home proclaiming a greater testimony of the Prophet Joseph Smith and The Church. I came home with The Buddha Of Oaxaca. He pulled out the pocket knife I always clipped to the lip of my left pants pocket. It was a well-designed three inch that had no spring action but a quick wrist flick made it faster than the eye. Open, closed. Open, closed. Buddha's wrist was much faster than my own. ";Que estas pensando?" I asked him what he had on his mind. Me gusta saber que puedo defenderme a mi mismo si es necesario. |