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identity: part I

1975 – 1987 I was born in a hospital room in Valera, a small hot and humid city in the state of Trujillo, Venezuela. my American mother was alone when I arrived, my father not allowed to be there. old school. my father was just recovering from a near death auto accident. t-boned by a [...]
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  • lexicon

    KU: (verb) look!
    YAH: hear, or here
    origin: Jamaica patois

  • worldview

    "At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face." Albert Camus