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“¡Buen dia, Mamá!” I say as I sit down at the table. “Buen dia, hijito.” Mamá hands me a bowl and a box of Froot Loops. Mi hermano has a bowl in front of him, too, but his cereal is getting soggy. His spoon rests forgotten in his hand as he stares at el televisión. […]

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