You are happy because strangers trust your Spanish enough to make small talk. They tell jokes about the vendor who’s clearly selling more than the bright blouses his stand pretends, his teal cowboy shirt unbuttoned to his nipples, his how ya doin’ English skills.
The way he scans you as if he can see all of you.
His neighbor warns: He’s a little grandma killer.
You do not worry, even a second, that he murders.
You retort: Womanizer, eh?
The vendor himself confesses with a shrug that translates to: What can I say?
And he invites you to a celebration, promises you a sky filled with fireworks.
- It is natural to engage in some small talk in any language, but double meanings, flirtation, and jokes are far more difficult to navigate. Create a character (perhaps clumsily) attempting to navigate this.
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