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Canto XLIX: The Voice

Gentle cabrones: Almost from the time I was born, I was told I had a Voice. My mami still revels in telling everyone I hissed whenever she or others tried to hold me (literally, a hiss:...

Canto XLVIII: Ask a Mexican with Glasses ANYTHING!

Gentle cabrones: The biggest transition I've had to make so far in my professional career is that I'm not a professional columnist anymore. From 2002 until the end of 2018, I had to do at least...

Canto XLVII: This is 40 (Going on 85)

Gentle cabrones: Another canto missed -- I know! I don't plan to make it a habit, but couldn't do it last week due to a trip in New Mexico doing..something for the Los Angeles Times....

Canto XLVI: The Valle is Lovely, Dark and Deep…

Gentle cabrones: Apologies for skipping last week -- deep in the salt mines. I've got three long stories lined up for the Los Angeles Times, about to go on a plane for another one, and...

Canto XLV: Who’s Gus?

Gentle cabrones: Sending this two days late because I'm still recovering from New Orleans, where I got a new nickname from White Power Randy: Category 6, for the uncontrollable cackling force I become when I...

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