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I am having dinner, talking pleasantly with two American ladies sitting next to me. After a long talk, for some mystery of life, the topic of religion shows up. One of them, knowing my Latin American condition, questions me:

- Are you catholic?

I want to say ‘no’, because I don’t participate of that religion anymore, but I was born and raised catholic, and deep inside I guess I still believe in some of those things, so I start by saying.

- Yes, I am. But…

Before I can utter any other word she interrupts:

- But, but, but! Always the same ‘but’!

Mexico City, April 2010