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As the lunch rush was at its peak today, three black suburbans followed by numerous C.H.P. motorcycles parked in front of the restaurant. The patios were filled with guests enjoying the newly found sun so early in the year. In the kitchen, tickets were already flying out of the printer, “Enchiladas verdes dos veces, una chuleta y un taco especial llegando,” Pablo announced to us. Then...
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