La plaza central. In Mexico City, at one time called Plaza de la Constitución, the main plaza or public square of any city, an architectural plinth.
A ghostly apparition appeared and startled a waitress who reported the suspicious disruptive activity but the men laughed and laughed and resumed their interest in a televised soccer game .
Customers continued to be attracted by the alluring silhouettes that promised a lively collection of blue-colored high octane bon vivants.
The bubbles never stopped. No cap, no limit at all, the endless cup of effervescent refreshement.
Muy delicioso. Pollo en crema con poblano. I'm going to copy this.
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