(Find it HERE.) In high school French class I often sat across from a tall, quiet Mexican kid with a name our teacher loved to yowl across the classroom at random times. “IBARROL!” she’d yelp, and he’d dutifully respond with a verb conjugation. “IBARROL!” she’d howl, and he’d move seats to join a study group.Continue reading “[REVIEW] Godhead Sentiment, Juan Ibarbol”
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