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Today at Prospect Park the Mexicans were playing soccer. One team scored a goal and yelled, "Camisas fueras!" The other team took off their shirts and were skins. I wondered why the team that scored didn't want to be skins. It was hot. My legs are so red. Blazing backs of knees. I think they stayed shirts because there was a girl on the team. Later Tds and I watched Last Tango in Paris. That scene where they're making up new names for eachother--the sound names, the grunt wrathhog animal noises: "I didn't get your last name." "Brrrrreeeeeeeeeee!"