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A Woman From Peru

"America has a thick sugar coating while the inside is rotten. I truly miss my country. If you ever go to LA you need to try a Peruvian restaurant called Piccca - you will understand why I love my country so much. " She had her daughter with her. One of the most well behaved girls her age I have ever seen. She had an older daughter, 23 years old, as well. "My eldest daughter is beautiful but I taught her not to focus on that, men focus on that. Beauty is just a moment." She spoke using hand gestures and every thing she said was with great wisdom. Life had not been a breeze. In Peru she had come from a political family. "My uncle was very political. He thought like John Kennedy but the government does not like people who think as such. He was killed. My family and I went to France to save our lives. Because we supported a democracy they said go to the United States and once in the United States they stamped the very same day. All because we said democracy." The enticing conversation started off with her telling me how important it is to be careful working alone. "A young girl like you should not be working by yourself. If men ever come in, say something, you know, 'Uncle please change the music' or 'Please hurry uncle, I need your help.' That way they will think you are not alone." I had never really thought of that before. A friend of hers had been attacked and any time she sees a young lady she says something.

"I like to leave a seed everywhere I go." And that she most definitely did.

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