“Hey Juan, thanks for coming over,” Juan’s neighbor, Rob Lewis, opened the gate to his backyard. The two men sat in their regular chairs. “You want a beer?” Rob asked. “Sure,” Juan answered, accepting the ice-cold can of Coors Light. “How come you’re asking me in English? Have you stopped practicing your Spanish? You’re never gonna get better if you don’t practice,” Juan gently scolded.
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