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Look, Teresa, I finally say, when one’s hungry no bread is too hard to eat. I have no choice.
Always worry when someone says don’t worry: my father’s words.
My sweet, hollow Dominicana will keep all my secrets: she has no eyes, no lips, no mouth.
Secrets?? Like what??
Be careful, Ana. I have eyes everywhere, you understand me?
Hello??? Threat?!
They’re like the Puerto Ricans, he says, wanting everything for nothing. Dominicans work hard for what they have. That’s why there’s always a job for a Dominican.
Such a crazy thing to say. unfortunately a lot of dominicans feel this way
Right then I decide I will leave him. If I stay he’ll kill me.
pls leave miss girl like fr. i’m scared for u
