Although I often say that I am an international citizen—having grown up in Venezuela, the United States and France—I am 100% Latina. I crave my arepas, pabellón and can't resist dancing whenever I hear reggaeton, salsa or merengue. My husband will add that I automatically switch to Spanish as my default language when I'm tired. I also swap to Spanish without fail when I feel the urge to swear "Cónchale!" (that's my clean version obviously) or in a romantic mood (mi vida, mi amorcito lindo). Pobresito, mi hubby Canadiense. He had no choice but to...
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