Jim has secured us a lovely little apartment right on Santa Fe Plaza in Buenos Aires. It has a balcony, a rooftop terrace, and a preference for gay renters.
He claimed he would mention his wife was coming, but when they lowered the price and offered to pick him up at the airport he decided to be coy. But I just don't know if I have the cheekbones to pull off the mustache he's asked me to wear...
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