Not all of us grew up in the time of El Santo, not even in his country, and yet we are able to (almost) recognize his mask, or at least, imagine great stories by hearing his name. Like any foreigner who boarded an airplane to Mexico City, I had two things in mind: to have tacos and to visit a ring. After […]
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