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Wie wahr ist das Alles:

You might be a jinetera if you do not have family in Miami but own a cell phone

You might be a jinetero if you can get you a box of Cohiba from your uncle who works at the cigar factory.

You might be a jinetera if the soles on your shoes are more than 2 inches thick.

You might be a jinetera if you own a $300 dress on a $12 a month salary.

You might be a jinetero if you address every tourist with “my fren, where you from”?

You might be a jinetera/o if every sad story you tell can be resolved with money.

You might be a jinetera if you speak Italian.

You might be a jinetera if you’re 18 and find yourself walking down the street in the arms of a pasty-white 65-year-old yuma.

You might be a jinetera if you are always introducing you boyfriend as your cousin to tourists.

You might be a jinetero if escorting tourists to casa particulares and paladores.

You might be a jinetera if marry a tourist after 2 weeks of dating.

The Travelor
Out Standing In The Field

Gruss
José