“Un placer conocerlo, Don Vázquez.” What the fuck was I supposed to say? Don Vázquez laughed as he approached me, hand outstretched. “Conocerme nunca es un placer, Mario. Conocerme a mí es una oblicagión, el resultado de una mala decisión o una pesadilla. ¿Tu amigo habla español, Mario?” “No, señor, Brian entiende un poco, pero no habla español.” “Ah, then we will speak in English. I want everyone to feel welcome and I want everyone to understand exactly what they have to do.” Brian knew we were talking about him. He also knew the man had switched languages for his benefit. He stepped forward
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