Thirty Years
As the taxi rushed away from my old home along Avenida del Libertador, I looked through the rear windshield for one last time.
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As the taxi rushed away from my old home along Avenida del Libertador, I looked through the rear windshield for one last time.
I was born in Argentina. This fact, all by itself, provides a rather unlimited amount of smiles in every person I meet.