Festival day in Plaza Grande: the benches shine, the gate gleams, and the only thing not picture-perfect is the painter hiding behind a sandwich cart in three coats of it.
Part 4 of 4 in Wet Paint, Baldomero!
«¡Es el día del festival!», dice Custodio. El sol está en el cielo azul. La plaza es muy bonita: el banco rojo, el kiosco verde, la puerta azul grande.
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