EXPAT FOCUS – In October of 1989 I found myself steering a wheezing, smoking moped down a dark road. My good friend and college roommate sat behind me, his fingers digging in to my sides as he continued his lengthy complaint about the fumes coming from the obvious gas leak. We’d found this relic at … Continue reading The Transito Dance!
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