fiestas
Fiestas de Quito. The city's birthday. Everyone is a little drunk on canelazo, hot sugarcane liquor with cinnamon, and the chivas go round with brass bands on the roof.
Carmen and her friends rode a chiva. I stayed home with Paralelo, who doesn't like trumpets.
Nobody has called about the flyers. Four months. Carmen bought him a red collar for the fiestas "so he looks like somebody's."