From Unfamiliar Fruit, Volume 1 (with an altered ending) Amerigo’s Foot When Amerigo awoke to the smell of eggs and sausage, two familiar thoughts hit him at once: Man, my stomach hurts! and ¿Por qué siempre tengo tanta hambre? By thirteen, Amerigo had watched the scale sail past three hundred pounds. Now, at sixteen, he’d added more […]
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