🎵Ojalá que llueva café en el campo🎵
(I wish it would rain coffee in the countryside.)
That's what Juan Luis Guerra said in one of his most iconic songs.
Note: if you're an English speaker, you probably don't know who Juan Luis Guerra is. I recommend you go through his musical catalog. Even if you don't understand his lyrics, his rhythm will definitely infect you.
Back to the topic, I wish it would also rain coffee in the city. That doesn't mean coffee shops are going to disappear. We still pay for the water that reaches our homes, even though rainwater is free.
But with that ration of coffee falling from the sky, we could keep it in reserve for those days when we don't have a single cent to afford a cup.
I'll say one last stupid thing: Coffee should be a right of every citizen. Politicians should work based on that. Free coffee for everyone.
Here I am (or I was) at my great friend Rachel's house. The official excuse was to chat about anything, but the real and hidden excuse was to drink a good cup of coffee.
They still haven't paid me at my job since the last time I wrote. My life of extreme poverty will continue for a few more days. Even before stopping by here, I went to three or four coffee shops I usually visit in my moments as a millionaire, and only one of them was offering service. That's bad news.
Maybe in a few days when my little money arrives, those coffee shops will cheer up a bit. Maybe it's something temporary. All I need is that when I come back they don't raise the coffee prices so much. With the rise of the dollar here, no product is safe.
English isn't my native language. Text translated with DeepSeek
