To the seamstress
My clothes are either too big or disintegrating again so I went with Xiomara to her friend's house to get them fixed.
She is about 65 and I have stayed with her and her grandsons for the past six years I have come here. I've watched them grow up and now they come each morning to fetch my boxing gloves and jump rope to fake kill each other with them.
We splurged for the 6 block walk in a mototaxi - a motorcycle with a cab on it.
I never take them so it was a treat in the heat.
I'm going to go get my clothes now. I forgot about them!