There’s a little secret shared by many Anglos who grew up in Spanish speaking parts of the United States. When we were kids, a lot of us turned the teevee to Univision, the Spanish network, even though we didn’t understand a thing.

Why did we do this? Nothing more than idle curiosity. We wanted to know what the deal was. Perhaps we could learn a little of the language and a bit of the culture. Once we tuned in, it was easy to get hooked on the erupting theatrics and the dewy-eyed women in low-cut dresses. If nothing else, everyone looked so damned good.

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