Maybe We Are More Like Pollen

My childhood friend, Juan David, and I shared a love for old salsa and jazz.

When he was hired to work in the logistics of Barranquijazz, Barranquilla’s Jazz Festival, I begged him to hook me up with a gig.

And he did.

I became Barranquijazz’s official translator for all the American musicians coming to the show — even though, at the time, my English wasn’t nearly as conversational as I said it was in the interview.

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