I forgot to mention something about what happened when our furniture was being moved into our condo in December 2011. My friend Fred reminded me of the time people were having fun in our living room before we even got there.
Our semi-finished place in the sun was trudging along in late 2011, with us still imagining (es stupido) that we would be able to have a family Christmas, as if the electricity and elevator would be ready in a few days. We were blind to the reality of the situation or should I say the Mexican situation.
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