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    I Like That They Call Me “Papi”

    I Like That They Call Me “Papi” / Luis Cino Alvarez
    Posted on September 27, 2013

    Havana, Cuba, September, www.cubanet.org – Lately, with guys over the
    age of 40, in addition to “Tío,” “Puro” and very rarely “Señor, the
    younger generation calls us “Papi.”

    As sexists as we still are — sorry, Mariela Castro – it is still a bit
    startling.

    They call the taxi driver “Papi,” a guy with a criminal face who can
    barely hide that he’s up to no good; a young man who looks like a
    metrosexual, all very ambivalent: gelled hair, waxed eyebrows, piercing
    in his left eyebrow, tight top which shows his well sculpted arms, and
    chest hairs showing signs of prior shaving and even the top of his
    underwear showing the name of Versace that sticks out two inches above
    his pants, which also, by the way, are hanging almost to his crotch.

    And how about if the one calling you “Papi” is a good-looking girl made
    up like a porn star? First, make sure that is not a man. If it really
    is a girl, then perhaps there no need for a sweet little compliment.
    Within the next hour she can ask you to light her cigarette and then
    turn her back on you, shaking her assets without even thanking you. As
    if everyone in the universe deserved it.

    She might also be a hooker looking for clients. Chances are that
    nothing will happen, because the money you have is not enough to pay her
    fee; perhaps you don’t have a place to take her; or you are afraid of
    the place where she could take you and where two or three of her
    followers could be waiting to fleece you; fear of AIDS might stop you;
    or you’re turned off by her warnings that you have to pay her in
    advance, use a condom, not take too long, and not kiss her (the
    prostitutes in Cuba do not kiss on the mouth).

    In many instances, when you really look at her, you have to be a
    championship pervert to overcome the weight of your conscience and do it
    with a girl who could easily be your daughter and who you can tell from
    a mile away is hungry.

    Now it doesn’t bother me when they call me “Papi.” Perhaps I would feel
    uncomfortable if they called me “Señor. Especially if it is a young
    girl. I feel that if they don’t address me in familiar terms it is
    because I look as old as a Polynesian turtle. Too old for them to call
    me “Papi.” And that is much worse.

    From Cubanet, September 6, 2013

    Luis Cino Alvarrez — luicino2012@gmail.com

    Translated by – LYD

    Source: “I Like That They Call Me “Papi” / Luis Cino Alvarez |
    Translating Cuba” –
    http://translatingcuba.com/i-like-that-they-call-me-papi-luis-cino-alvarez/

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