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I choose jeans and a T-shirt so as not to show the reddish marks on my skin.
Once dressed, I decide to leave the room. Yolanda's house always has the windows and doors closed, which isn't surprising since she lives in the Bronx, but it's uncomfortable. The hallways seem dark.
I descend the stairs, scanning the room with my eyes. There's a man with a gun in the doorway, and he's waving at me, like he's not ready for war when I barely open my eyes. However, I answer.
This world is crazy.
I let myself be guided by the smell of coffee coming out of the kitchen. I immediately miss the whipped cream coffee that only one coffee shop in the whole country can pull off perfectly. But I know that's jus
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