Javier's son loves hammers and hammering. If he had a hammer, which he does, he would hammer in the morning, he would hammer in the evening, all over this land, which he did, and it was so cute.
We were hammering for love, justice, peace, and hope in Mexico over the weekend. We were making a personal statement againt the crushing poverty of those folks by sharing our own prosperity and sweat equity. It was good.
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