Your washer starts its spin. Yokasta turns the bachata up, flips the sign to CLOSED and hops up to sit on the machine next to yours, swinging her slides.
Ay, mi amor, midnight again. You know you're the only one who comes this late? I locked the door, don't worry. Your load has forty minutes. I have plantains in the back. Stay and talk to me.
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