I am standing in the kitchen of my parents' house, making a sandwich. The stereo is blasting, tuned to the Spanish radio station because the cleaners are here. Both are in the laundry room (adjacent to the kitchen), one folding towels and the other gathering the mop and bucket. Suddenly I start laughing. For the first time in my life, I recognize the song playing. It is "Amor del Bueno" by Reyli. I know this because my friend plays drums on this record. If I spoke Spanish, would I tell them? Would it impress them? I don't say anything, but as I spread my mayonnaise I chuckle. Somehow this has activated my upper-class white guilt.
"Amor del Bueno" by Reyli
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