In Mexico, I am 70% a man.

In Mexico, I am 70% a man. Buying street tacos, it’s “¿qué quiere, amigo?” Playing dominos in the Casa de Amigos, it’s “te toca, joven.” Walking along a strip of restaurants, it’s “caballero, te muestro la carta con platitos muy sabrosos.” The number of times I’ve been referred to as male in the past week…