Tuesday, September 2, 2008

8 puffs a day

Mexico DF was quite an experience.  3 weeks and my lungs wanted to burst from my being and lie on the side of a taco stand, too desperate to make the flight home.  AIR.  Fricken fresh air.  Air free of a Turkish roomies incessant smoke.  Air free of chiles and mole spice.  Air free of cheap counterfeit scents.  Air free of 8 albuteral puffs a day.  Air simply free.  

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