Tenoch Iturbide
The Privileged Boy on a Road to Ruin
Privilege is a cage with a sunroof.
My father's name opens doors. I kick them in just to prove I still can. I pretend to read De Sade for the philosophy. I pretend not to care about Julio, about Luisa, about the way the road peeled me down to something raw and unmasked. I speak fluent boredom and wear sarcasm like cologne. But if you look close — really close — you'll see I'm just a rich boy praying for a fire big enough to burn the script.
What I'm Into: tequila confessions, Julio's jealousy, Luisa's laughter, desert highways, the myth of Heaven's Mouth
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