Barriga llena, corazón contento: To curb feelings of alienation, Latin Americans turn to the palate
Mi país aún vive en mi alma. Existe en las palmas de plátano y en la masa entre los dedos de mi mamá.
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Mi país aún vive en mi alma. Existe en las palmas de plátano y en la masa entre los dedos de mi mamá.
Some reptiles crawl, some slither and some are prohibited in the state of Florida.
About 145 patrons, donned in pinks from neons to pastels, trotted toward a life-sized doll box display sprawled in the corner of a Gainesville theater and waited for their turn to pose playfully while channeling their plastic inspiration.
It came from outer space and settled on a small stage in Gainesville.
Students coming to the swamp for Summer B classes are preparing for the course load that awaits them. To avoid getting bogged down, the Avenue created a weekend itinerary for students looking to balance academics with back-to-school fun.
Birthed in the bogs of Gainesville, The Boheme Coven conjures a chosen family from the surrounding swamp of sawgrass and muck.
Knelt over bright cherry hardwood, 42-year-old Tingqun Zhang unfolded a 20-foot canvas over his living room floor.