Now is a good time to remember where tequila's story truly began.

In 1795, Cuervo invented tequila. Quervo. What are you doing here? Quervo. Anytime someone says quarevo, I show up. Well, I do know that to be true, but even during and reads, like... Quervo. I think he could lay out, especially from one of our great partners. Sweet, delicious quervo. Since then, Cuervo has stayed true to its roots.

The same family, the same land of our great partners. Sweet, delicious quervo. Since then, Cuervo is stayed true to its roots.

The same family, the same land, the same passion. Quervo. So, enjoy the tequila that started it all. Quervo. Quervo. The tequila. That invented tequila. Broximo.co.com. Please drink responsibly. Quervo. Welcome to another uncomfortably intimate South Beach session with my lovable, repressed male friend,

Amin al-Hasson.

I tell him an unusual number of times that I love him.

I see his discomfort all the time every time I do. We talked a couple of years ago when you made

the bold decision to just jump from ESPN into my loving hairy bosom in a way that I did not

understand how much trust you had in me or in us to figure out what you would do in the future

and what your kids would be doing in the future,

but you left that decision to us, and we seem to have figured it out.

You are here now for a couple of years, and what I wanted to talk to you about, among other things.

I've noticed the way that America has changed recently that I find myself more and more appalled about how flippant people are about freedom.

You've heard me say before that people who have to flee to find freedom or fight to find freedom seem to have a greater appreciation than people like even me who were born in this country and don't

know what my parents went through to get me that freedom.

You are Sudanese, and one of the things that I have noticed about you, I mean, in conversations

that we've had, it feels like you're a little bit lonely in this country being Sudanese

because your people are suffering

and you are not suffering the same way they are. It's a recurring theme with you. What's happening

there with you when you, when I describe you as lonely in that regard. Is that accurate? I wouldn't

call it lonely but sad and maybe tormented sounds a little too dramatic, but it's something that I struggle with a lot.

I guess it's a form of survivors' guilt, the idea that I am not subject to the things that they're subject to.

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