natalie.. i love you. I have been a groupie from the moment you set foot in habana and regaled us with your tales of selling your clothes on the street in italy in order to stay afloat. I love your Michael Jackson mohawk, your duvet cover, and I love you even when you break cafe con leche glasses in a million pieces right on my bare leg. So.. just shake it my tigeresa!
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