2003-08-27 - 11:28 a.m.
I secretly hope that certain parts of Mexican culture overtake ours.
For example, I hope that someday not too long from now, someone is setting up speakers in Waterloo Park every Friday night at 7 pm. And that old folks come out and shake their asses in abandon.
That one of them is a fat man in a blue fedora with red ribbon and a brown feather who looks like he knows nothing but the music and can't see the crowds of people watching him. Or if he can, he doesn't really give a shit.
