John took Ivo and I on a tour of New Iberia, where he grew up. We drove through sugar cane fields and saw an insanely haunted house and the Evangeline oak. Ivo got in touch with his Cajun heritage a bit (mostly he just drooled though). I am such a white girl that sometimes I forget Ivo is a Cajun Mexican Irish Jew.
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jeez, and i thought I had a fusion baby!
he's beautiful! ...
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