The way some policemen look at me in the HiperMaxi makes me think they have a problem wirh me. Not half as big a problem as they have with the guy who wears a motorcycle helmet and comes at 6pm to change the skimmer on the Banco Economico automatic teller, nor the guy with a white BMW who comes to change the software in the IBM RIPSS tills they use. Nor with this guy:
Well, if that's what it's like in your bedroom, you can imagine what it's like being a married couple in Cochabamba:
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