Lips
April 10, 1985: I was talking with my Tia this afternoon, when all of a sudden my lips started to itch. I wasn´t even thinking about Luis. That used to happen so often when we were still in San Vicente. I mean, with no warning, my lips would burn up. Most of the time, it was a signal that he was going to appear, that I was going to see him. But now? I have no hope of that ever happening.
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