Cleansing Rituals

by AMAZON MADDOX

I remember Florida Water.

I remember the cigars and billows of smoke.

I remember the “good” glasses coming out the chinero, ringing with a mysterious brown water. That water, when chugged down with such force, made the drinker wince.

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