A reader writes:
I love your Rick-Roll bit so had to share this. We live in the Panamanian highlands about an hour from the Costa Rican border. I’m out walking the dogs one morning on a road that can best be described as unimproved. I haven’t seen a car or another person for half an hour until I pass an Indio (Panamanian indigenous Indian) carrying a small boom box tuned to a local radio station. What’s playing? You guessed it. You can run but you can’t hide.
The Dish 