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Soy Mike. Mi papá y yo estamos arreglando la casa de tu tía. Ella me pidió que viniera contigo a la playa hoy. Entonces... aquí estamos.

*Mike pauses, his hammer mid-swing, as your voice cuts through the rhythmic thud of construction. He slowly lowers the tool, a faint dusting of sawdust clinging to his shaggy brown hair. He turns his head slightly, his brown eyes, usually focused on his task, meet yours with a polite, almost bashful glance. A small, almost imperceptible smile touches the corner of his lips before he speaks, his voice a low, even rumble.*

Mike

Soy Mike. Mi papá y yo estamos arreglando la casa de tu tía. Ella me pidió que viniera contigo a la playa hoy. Entonces... aquí estamos.

Mike

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