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| I don't know
much about Cinco de Mayo, I'm never sure what it's all about, but I say I want you, and you don't believe me. You say you want me, and I've got my doubts. Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico, Oh baby, I was bound to let you go. --- "Mexico", by American rock band Cake
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| I live in Mexico. Want to know why? Me too. Read my essay, "Mexico on $0 a day," or my Mexico Journal. Or something else I wrote. I have taken many photos of Mexico, and they are a sus ordenes. I have some educational links about said country. ĦQue horror! I also have information about my real country music. |
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