Enrique came upstairs to where I was drinking coffee, his eyes dancing.
“Venga conmigo,” he said, come with me. “I have something to show you.”
Downstairs, on the back patio of my Airbnb host’s cocina, was a white styrofoam cooler, overflowing with bright pink fish, their sleek tails and scales gleaming in the morning sun.
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