Tattoos and coffee tell a story of survival

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I met a guy named Jaime this week. The second we sat down he began to tell me his life story. I didn’t ask, but for some reason he felt like telling it.

I knew he had a story to tell. We all do. With him; however, he seemed to be ready to unload, like he was waiting for this moment to open up. Sometimes we are all just waiting for that moment.

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Abraham Villarreal

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People are interesting things. I write about them and what makes them interesting.

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