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“You're a nice man, Steve. So kind. I'm going to tell my grandmother to pray for you." And I hope he can see in my face that I just sprinkled the juju of a spiteful Puerto Rican grandmother all over his life.”

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Book:With the Fire on High
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“Dícenme que mi abuelo fue el esclavo por quien el amo dio trienta monedas. Ay, ay, ay, que el esclavo fue mi abuelo es mi pena, es mi pena. Si hubiera sido el amo, sería mi vergüenza; que en los hombres, igual que en las naciones, si el ser el siervo es no tener derechos, el ser el amo es no tener conciencia. They tell me that my grandfather was the slave for whom the master paid thirty coins. Ay, ay, ay, that the slave was my grandfather is my sadness, is my sadness. If he had been the master it would be my shame: that in men, as in nations, if being the slave is having no rights being the master is having no conscience. (Ay, Ay, Ay de la grifa negra/Ay, Ay, Ay of the Kinky-Haired Negress)”

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“What I wouldn't give for a jibarito joint in Shady Palms," I said, ladling heaps of arroz con gandules on my plate. The rice and beans looked so simple, but one bite was like tasting the rice of the gods. Xander groaned. "Oh man, jibaritos. I still haven't mastered making them at home. You'd think it wouldn't be too hard since I can make tostones, but somehow smashing and double-deep-frying plantain discs is different than doing that to a whole plantain to make a sandwich." Jibaritos were a Puerto Rican specialty, consisting of steak or pork, lettuce, tomato, onions, and garlic sauce sandwiched between smashed, fried plantains. They were both simple and utterly decadent, and when a craving hit, nothing else would do.”

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Book:Blackmail and Bibingka
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“Indeed, Miss Bennet. Or you would be less inclined to leave your handkerchiefs behind you." He stooped, then, to retrieve something, and Mary was astonished to find that yes, again, she had let slip a cotton square. Mortified, she reached for it, but his hand was quicker, and he held it up for her. "Do you have a certain disdain for these cloths, Miss Bennet, or is it some code?" he straightened, peering over his shoulder. "Perhaps a cry for help?”

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Book:A Trip to Pemberley
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“Since spring, I have reason to believe that the stories Mr. Wickham told us of his misfortunes at the hands of Mr. Darcy were exaggerated, if not outright falsehoods.” Bennet felt his brow rising of its own accord, and Elizabeth could not meet his gaze. There was a story of which he was not aware, but as his youngest may, at that moment, be throwing herself into the power of a scoundrel, Bennet knew it was not the time to pursue it.”

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Book:Mr. Bennet Takes Charge
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