Imagine sweeping through green fields, floating five feet above ground, sun on your face as you

slide by on track to your

there,

the care in the world as you simply lean back. And before you know it, you're there.

This is how travels should feel, on all trains it does a vante west coast feel good travel

Get it the bird show. It's the lie that has gone on so long that there may not be an

opportunity to do a U-turn on it. Mo's got the email.

Burtchow, help me!

I've dug myself into a deep hole and I really don't know if there's any way out.

It's no easy way to say this.

My boyfriend thinks some Puerto Rican, and I've let him believe

that for over six months of dating. It all started when he came over to my apartment sometime

around the first couple of weeks that we were dating. I had just put up this new joke flag that had bought off Amazon.

It was the American flag with a photo of Nicki Minaj saluting on the front.

I know that stupid.

I still love it. He pointed at it and I thought he was

about to start making fun of me but instead he shouted,

Boerigua! At the time I had no idea what that meant, so I just smiled and laughed.

From then on he kept making little comments and asking random questions.

He asked me if I spoke Spanish and I told him no.

I thought he was asking what language I had learned at school and I had taken French.

He called me a Nausabo.

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