Salsa under the stars on a lovely end-of-summer evening at Central Market.
me: What do you do?
She: I'm a Special Ed teacher.
me: Really? What's that like?
She: One of my students is in a wheelchair, and wears a catheter. She doesn't speak English, and she can't ask me to change her diaper. She is beautiful.
me: Oh wow. Let's dance.
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