I asked one of my friends to scan some pictures that I took in Mexico. She commented that I looked like one of the natives. When I was down there, the shopkeepers and the folks I met in the street spoke to me in Spanish.
In retrospect, this happened to me in Japan, Taiwan and Korea when I was young. Indigenous folks in the Northwest often mistook as one of them.
It is okay - I like it.
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