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“Yo man!”

Johnathan King heard a voice yell, he turned to face the direction of the call, as did about half of the people on the side walk. Turning his head he saw his buddy Juan, he an Juan went way back to High school. Johnathan's dad was a construction supervisor for a major construction firm. They had moved to Brazil in '91, Johnathan was fifteen, Juan was one of the first people he met and they had been friends since, his family had long since moved back to the states, but he Ex-patted, he had been really resistant to moving to Brazil when he was younger but it was impossible to get him out for much over a month now. He worked a lot of different gigs he was currently a freelance photographer and writer. The pay was good, and he got to go all over the place.

“Hey Juan!” replied Johnathan smiling.

“Sup man been like a month since I've seen you where you been?”

“I've been stateside with my family.”

“Nice, you wanna go grab a burrito and catch up?”

That idea sounded good to Johnathan who had only had Taco Bell, and nothing made with dog for well over a month.“Sure, where?”

“Um, well there is a vendor a couple blocks down,” said Juan helpfully.

“Sounds good I'm up for a little food poisoning.” Johnathan said with a wink.

Juan laughed, “You know it man.”