I told my Spanish teacher, Rodolfo, that Fabio and I were going to a concert at a Madrid theater to hear two musical groups, Mocedades and Los Panchos. He laughed. ¿Mocedades? ¿Por qué? Mocedades was for old people. Older than us even. This concert was like going to see the Mamas and the Papas. Under normal circumstances, I’d pass. But I couldn’t wait t…
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