Yes, I'm coming home. But the real news is that Mexico City rivals NYC as the most exciting and vibrant city in the world. Where else can you walk through the ruins of ancient civilizations to the soundtrack of the weekend vendors and their sonorous opera just outside its gates? Where else can you watch scantily clad indigenous men in colorful head dresses blessing matrons with their eyes closed? Where else can you collect dust just by sitting still for five minutes, watch a troup of cousins breakdancing and praising the lord, witness the church of the oppressors literally sinking into the ground it was built upon? And most importantly, where else can you get a bitchin' cafe con leche for less than two dollars? That's right -- Mexico City. . . or D.F. (Districto Federal), as its called by the Mexis.
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