A Literally Shitty Birthday
Monteczuma, you bastard
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My birthday yesterday in Mexico City was not the fun time I hoped for. Yeah, this story involves poop. And maybe you don’t want to read that. So I’ll leave it for the second half and you can decide to skip that if you like.
The National History Museum wasn’t nearly as interesting as the Anthropology Museum. Although the …
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