What More Magic Do I Deserve?

When I arrived in Mexico City, I was met with a familiar symphony: the hum of Spanish conversations, the warmth of the sun filtering through my window, the scents of street food vendors, the buzz of the city: the promise of the dream I’d once dream to live a spacious life guided by community and creativity.

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