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I bite into my breakfast, taco huevos con jalapenos y queso. The sweetness of the jalapeno disguises its heat. My mouth is on fire. I watch the sunrise as I sip rich Mexican coffee, the sensation in my mouth contrasts with the drama of the dark clouds being chased away by the sun. As I walk to the library, my mouth still burning, I stop to smell the trees in bloom. The aroma is heady, deep, and sweet. I love life.