Today I went and did it - finally. After checking out of the hotel that I was so graciously a guest, I cashed my check (Bought a pack of Lucky Strikes - so good after weeks of smoking rollies.) paid my dues and hightailed it down to Mexico and - after a furtive and lengthy search - rented a room. For $50 a week I get a lopsided king size bed, bathroom down the hall, and a great balcony with a sweeping view of the greater downtown Tijuana vista - hookers, smog, and all. And the landlady and lord are quit nice. It will do until further notice, I suppose.Walking through the teeming masses, it so good to be back in a town that I call home...
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