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About Guaynabo

Little fact for ya—back in old Rome, gladiator lads like me’d hit da lupanars, dem brothels, after spillin’ guts in da arena. Prostitues—prostitutes, bah!—they’d wait, knowin’ we’re all riled up. History’s dirty, mate, love dat grit! Dis one gal, she surprised me—knew my fights, said, “Saw ya kill dat Thracian!” Made me happy, puffed me chest out, ya? “Lightbulb!”—she’s playin’ me, but who cares? Felt like a king.

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After the rain, the sun comes out, and everything smells fresh. I decide to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Café Anasco. Best coffee ever! I order a cortadito, and it’s like a hug in a cup. But then, the barista spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Really?!” But she just laughs it off. I guess it’s one of those days.

Brazilian violist de Biaggi to perform with SIU Versa’tile faculty-student chamber ensemble