"dolores de pocha"

Question: how did you decide which phrases and sentences to keep in Spanish and which to translate to English?

Comment: I really enjoyed the imagery and personification, it painted such a clear image in my mind of all the scenes described throughout the essay. I especially liked the description of the water as the kind you would only see in movies. I also like the use of indentation and short sentences to emphasize certain points about not belonging.

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