The Mexicans are like anyone else. Sometimes they are melancholy, other times jaunty. El Jefe, or the one I call El Jefe, has three daughters. 13, 9 and 6. Tio, or the one I call Tio, is El Jefe's uncle, but El Jefe seems to be a little older. Chico, or the one I call Chico, is Tio's son. He is young, but has grown very tall in this last year. I may have to call him Primo soon. They call me Cepillin, after the Mexican clown.

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