Irving, TX.

I still don't know how did I end up in Irving - suburb of a suburb of Dallas.
There was nothing there, except for churches and car body shops,
and a taqueria called El Jefe.

I stayed in a place on the other side of the road of the Lucky convenience store.
The store clerk was a huge fan of Zinedine Zidane.
In the house were a lot of bumper stickers everywhere, bearing all sorts of texan-pride wisdoms

" Life is too short not to live it as a Texan"