It’s 9:20 pm, and we’re sitting in the most gaudy outdoor rotunda you could ever imagine. Chris Hoskins is once again talking about his silica mine, Rob Stark is cracking us up, and Chris’ mom Patty is practically signing along to the “make you want to kill yourself” 60’s and 70’s love balads that are blaring over the humidty and heat of San Salvador.

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I’m not sure where to begin. In about 20 minutes, I have a formal
audience with Madam Vice President de Escobar of El Salvador. I
shouldn’t be nervous — I generally feel comfortable in all
situations — but this is different. I haven’t been able to sleep
much, and I’m feeling anxious … a rather unusual feeling. Getting
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