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The word that most perfectly describes the city of Cuzco is evocative. Intangible dust of another era settles on its streets, rising like the disturbed sediment of a muddy lake when you touch its bottom.
You show me a tropical fruit and I'll show you a cocksucker from Guatemala.
Werowocomoco was
Maserati. Coco's beloved
What do you want?"
"Spain"
"Fuck!
Every single laundromat, grocery store, everything is called 'Lupita' in Mexico.
Noli me tangere, for Caesar's I am /
And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.
The call of sedona
How wretched are the minds of men, and how blind their understandings.
[Lat., O miseras hominum menteis! oh, pectora caeca!]
What flavor, though? Chinese? Indian? I'm not even convinced it's offshore. Maybe it starts here, goes out, comes back in." "I wouldn't know about that. Company's Colombian." "Columbia S.C., for all I know,
You've got a new Spanish-language album out now ["90 Millas," released in September of 2007], and the single ["No Llores"] is #1 on the Billboard Latin chart.
RON BRACKIN'S TEXAS GLOSSARY "Peccadello" n. roadkill.
This is a combo between Taco and Burrito, nacho!
Xochimilco in Mexico, where skies, mountains, and poplars are reflected,
Hortense. We broke
I'll go to Santiago.
And the banana tree a jellyfish.
Caminante, no hay camino. Se hace camino al andar.
(Walker, there is no road. The road is made as you walk.)
If you've ever thought, 'The new Times Square is delightful but would be even better if it were more claustrophobic and nearly impossible to leave', the Aguas Calientes is calling your name
Now I'm reading an old article on San Giovanni a Carbonara, where it explains what the Carbonara or Carboneto was. I thought that there was coal there once, and coal miners. But no, it was the place for the
Descansado," he tells me.
"What does that mean?"
"Descansado," Rip says. "It means 'take it easy,'" he whispers, clutching the child next to him.
"Yeah?"
"It means relax.
Como un angel," I whisper.
"Is our game over?" she asks nervously.
"It's definitely over, querida. 'Cause what we're gonna do next is no game.
I like the Indian casino names - Pechangas - Morongos. They all sound like women's breasts.
From no place can you exclude the fates.
[Lat., Nullo fata loco possis excludere.]
There's a phrase over the door; she called to him. "Haec est porta coeli." ... "Here is the gate to heaven.
Kanan is a big road through the Santa Monica Mountains. Between mid-March and mid-April, when you get over to the western side of the mountains, it's populated by Spanish broom - this beautiful, yellow, flowering weed that smells the way I imagine it smells along the Yellow Brick Road.
The Cadiz tribe, not used to bearing our yoke.
You'll protect my Caia.
Night falls over Machu Picchu to the sound of Abba's 'Dancing Queen'.
Lysandra Barbas, please meet Princess Cleiona Bellos.
I was not aware of how much I loved 'Canoa' until I saw it after doing 'Y Tu Mama Tambien' and realized that my voice - over about the story's historical context - that narrator - came from 'Canoa'.
Dorkangelo" - Marc Hunter
Little Caesar's Pizza,
Seville is a tower full of fine archers ... Under the arch of the sky, across the clear plain, she shoots the constant arrow of her river.
Livia called out, "Slutenstien! I'm home."
"I'm up here, cock dribble," Kyle replied.
Lonely stillness - a single cicada's cry sinking into stone
Raymond collected expressions. He repeated them in experimental accents, as if learning a tune. He sounded like an Eighteenth Street Mexican when he said cuate, like a Logan Square cubano when he said comemierda.
FOR SONIA SANCHEZ
If you're Mejicana or Mejicano and don't know who Pedro Infante is, you should be tied to a hot stove with yucca rope and beaten with sharp dry corn husks as you stand in a vat of soggy fideos.
La heradera del dia destruida.
(The heiress of the destroyed day.)
Cuerdos, he says. They're sane.
A cicada whines,
his voice
Starting to drown through the rainy world,
No ripple of wind,
no sound but his song of black wings,
No song but the song of his black wings.
Such emptiness at the heart,
such emptiness at the heart of being,
Audentes fortuna iuvat. Fortune favors the bold.
Why did you call me that?"
"Cinda? Because no one else does.
What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes!
and you, Garcia Lorca, what were you doing down by the watermelons?
There is a mountain range behind the town, called the Sierra de Sangre de Cristo. It means the 'Blood of Christ Mountains' in Spanish.
Spain is an overflow of sombreness ... a strong and threatening tide of history meets you at the frontier.
what Cremica can make even Britannia and Parle cannot make!
chickaree coffee.
Esperanza, that you,
Foreign audiences are used to seeing Mexico in other sorts of movies. 'Casi divas' is a step toward a more commercially successful cinema, without the violence, blood and exaggerations. The movie reflects a more human Mexico, while remaining a chick flick, although it is not a romantic comedy.
COOSA LIQUORS: WE CATER TO YOUR SPIRITUAL NEEDS.
When I get loose, Cabarro, your ass is the first one I'm kicking." "Oh good. Hope you get out soon. Been awhile since I had a good ass-kicking." Bastien made a kissy face at him. "Says the man who's so bruised, he looks like a two-year-old banana." "Now that's just mean and hurtful.
Laila Lalami has fashioned an absorbing story of one of the first encounters between Spanish conquistadores and Native Americans, a frightening, brutal, and much-falsified history that here, in her brilliantly imagined fiction, is rewritten to give us something that feels very like the truth.
Chicharito must have icicles flowing through his veins
Mrs. Bates continued with her list of assigned partners while Lila knelt next to her, begging for a change of heart.
Rico chuckled. "I'm off to peel my partner off the floor." He yelled to Lila as he walked toward her, "Casate conmigo, diosa.
I have been exploring [Mexico City's] La Merced, [a public market famous for prostitution,] on and off for the last 23 years. The prostitutes and their world have been the main subjects of my photographs.
They make this drink in Brazil Called cachaca. It's sugar can alcholho. Costs 35 cents a quart. One quart of that stuff and you see God. Two quarts and you graow a pair of tight pants and an electric guitar.
From Angel Martinez bio
She currently lives in Delaware in a drinking town with a college problem...
The howling pariah dogs, the cocks that herald dawn all night, the drumming, the moaning that will be found later white plumage huddled on telegraph wires in back gardens or fowl roosting in apple trees, the eternal sorrow that never sleeps of great Mexico.
The beauty of mind that Cerullo had from childhood didn't find an outlet, Greco, and it has all ended up in her face, in her breasts, in her thighs, in her ass, places where it soon fades and it will be as if she had never had it.
summer of 2011, when the first call to walk the Camino Santiago de Compostela had tugged at my soul, I would not have known this was my why. A tug so fierce I had no choice but to follow, the next years would guide me to
We are at last on the high lands of Mexico, the districts which at least three different races have chosen to settle in, neglecting the fertile country below.
Do you even know what Avila is?
Me tienen hasta los huevos. It means I've had it up to my balls.
Chile, you'd better slow your role before your thirsty ass ends up in a morgue!" "Well if I do I'll be the flyest bitch there!
Intramuros! The old Manila. The original Manila. The Noble and Ever Loyal City ...
Abracadabra, moron.
Surely no one can be sure he has visited Cienega; people say to themselves, do they not: 'Was it a vision; or have I, some time or other, seen dusk in a valley like this?'
Thanks, but my name is Gracias.
Chess was Capablanca's mother tongue.
Luchesi cannot tell amontillado from a sherry
Carrowicus much drunkicus or Hot-assicus in my greedy handsicus.
between Scylla and Charybdis,
Friends, we have now won ... I say to Aymaras, Quechuas, Chiquitaos, and Guaranis: for the first time we are going to be presidents. And I want to say to businesses, intellectual professionals, and artists: do not abandon us.
The Gatlings at Santiago.
Being a cab river is not unlike being a magician
minus the top hat, the cape, the rabbit, an the gorgeous assistant. But you do have an audience.
stomata. The guard
The Columbian Orator.
Whatever the Clave was discussing, the Council meeting was dragging on brutally late. But he knows New York. He doesn't know Alicante -
In Spain, attempting to obtain a chicken salad sandwich, you wind up with a dish whose name, when you look it up in your Spanish-English dictionary, turns out to mean: Eel with big abcess.
Then he walked in, the Great Mystery Man, now known as Cabe "Hawk" Delgado.
I'd fallen in love with him at first sight. No joke. He was hot but it wasn't lust. It was love.
Okay, it was part lust but it was mostly love.
Well, this is us, Jack. Cuban cane rum and yanqui Coca-Cola; Cuba Libre, 'free Cuba'. Only we call this cocktail 'ha-ha' now, because there's no Cuba and no freedom. Salad!
We're looking at eight straight months of chaqueta."
"Chaqueta? Jacket?" Reid translated with a frown.
"No, man." Garcia grinned, fisting his hand and mimicking jacking off.
Bellona used to be a pretty good town.
Any man in love with Cesare is already half in love with his sister. Now, when [Pedro Calderon] shuts his eyes, he cannot see anything else.
I'm a big salsa fan!
And I will capture your minds with sweet novelty.
[Lat., Dulcique animos novitate tenebo.]
When I think of my Latina side, I imagine family barbecues with carne asada, rice, beans, tortillas and a jalapeno on my plate along with 'Vicente Fernandez' blaring out the speakers. Spicy food. Salsa. Tamales. Family.
I know where the Iberian Peninsula is, Iris."
"I know, I know, you probably built the first road or furrowed the first wheat field ever sown there."
"Brat."
"Cradle robber."
"Grave robber.
The taxi sped down the dirt road, spitting dust clouds into the bright afternoon sunshine. When it stopped in front of a sprawling ranch house surrounded by majestic mountains, Gabriella Gibson caught her breath. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined she'd end up on a cattle ranch.
King of tha westcoast
E canchis amnia.
Everything from shells.
Rico Gear. What a great-sounding name. He sounds like a drug dealer from Brazil.
Catharine Victoria Santoro di Valleria." Cat blinked. "Why are you 'full naming' me?
Urgh, her,' Suki groaned. "Yeah, she's still with us. And she's still a pain in the culo. I'm learning Spanish,' she said brightly. "Culo means ass.
Alea iacta est. The die has been cast.
Patria o muerte! Motherland or death! Cuba si, yanqui no!
Now drown care in wine.
[Lat., Nunc vino pellite curas.]
Breccan. My name is Breccan ... And you know I'm not talking about sex. Unless you are
" he recanted quickly. "Cause if that's the case ... then yes, I'm so there," he said with a teasing smile. "But only cause you asked so nicely," he added.
- Who would carry the bell canto
- Of course Montserrat Caballe