My dear friend/ex-husband Luca calls to remind me we have a document to sign. We meet at the notary and provide ID. The notary scribbles, then stops, pen in mid-air.
"Zapata" he says.
"Yes" I reply.
"Excuse me" he explains "but I just had a vision right out of a movie. A village in distress and you riding in on horseback, saving the day".
"That's no movie" Luca replies. "That's a documentary".
Thank you Papá. You left me here without you but armed me with a talisman implicit in the name of a revolutionary hero.
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