The Sunday that Pablo and Jazmin met, she woke up with the strongest pain she had ever felt. Her stomach, dancing to her African beats, was predicting the disease that would hunt her for the next thirteen years. That night she dreamed that she was falling into a deep, deep hole and as she fell the hole… Continue reading Chapter 1. Part 2
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This blog is a space to talk about current issues and personal experiences from the point of view of an immigrant latina woman. This site is open to anyone willing to hear a new perspective. The world right now needs to hear from all of us and I thought that I could contribute to widen the perspectives of those willing to listen.
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