This is Henry. He gave me a long ride down towards Miami. The back of his car was full of big green coconuts that he'd retrieved from the top of some coconut trees. Using a machete, he opened a coconut for each of us to drink the sweet water and then cracked one open so I could devour the creamy flesh. I felt like I was back in Central America again! Delicious.
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| By a petrol station somewhere along the I95 |
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