i went to mexico, morelos to be exact, and on a farm i met who would become my wife. she was used to farm life. she was perfect. beautiful, thin, didnt know much about electronics. faithful to our god, to me, and our children. patient. i brought her back to the states, we garden, raise chickens and pigs. i could never find a white woman to live like this and be genuinely happy. i am half spaniard. so its hardly race mixing.
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