"no juegue en la calle" was something my dad constantly told my sister and I, both of us seemed only to fight most when we have to cross an intersection. I remember this the most because one time my dad shook me away from my sister in an attempt to separate and I lost my balance, ungracefully falling in front of a moving car. I perceived this accident as life changing, however my father played it off as if nothing had happened.
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