mouse car

And suddenly it was in front of me. Visions from other times do happens. Here I am, hearing my mother "Luigi, la leche" and my friends desperately shouting for a ball pass in that decisive scoring opportunity of our street soccer game... and I am not at the intersection of Directorio y Senillosa... but the light bounces on the pavement in the same way, blueprinting Mario's "mouse" car as a vivid witness from 45 years ago who persists in being a necessary circumstance in my life, now, here at Winter Park, FL.
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