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How I loved the Mexican boys once — Meandering through central Mexico

Mexico. A country I have always been fascinated with. My earliest memory of anything remotely “Mexico” can be traced back to the days I was growing up in India — the FIFA World Cup that used to get us all belligerent once in four years. I still remember the way all four of us (my parents and sister) ganged up to root for the Mexican boys. We never whined even when the matches rolled well past midnight.