Boyfriend, Junot Diaz Drown

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Boyfriend was a really short chapter. Yunior still hasn’t changed with the drug use. He continues to smoke weed, which makes him sleepwalk. Most people gets messed up from smoking weed, but with Yunior, it only makes him sleepwalk. One time he woke up in his hallway feeling like he got tramped all over his body by his high school marching band. What woke Yunior out of the high, was the fact that the apartment immediately beneath him, where a couple was living, was having an argument at three in the morning. According to the argument the Boyfriend, wanted space from Girlfriend. Yunior barely knew Boyfriend but have seen him at the bars and the girls he used to bring home while Girlfriend was away. “He just needed more space to cheat.”, was a right conclusion. Because if you have a girlfriend, there isn’t a reason why anyone should cheat.

Yunior compared Girlfriend with his ex-girlfriend Loretta. He kept thinking of Lorettas physicue, even though he swored he wouldn’t. Every time Yunior saw a pretty Latina women with a nice body, he would imagine Loretta coming back to him. He was bothered that Loretta left him and is now dating an Italian guy. Yunior found himself feeling cold hearted. He would hear the arguments from the floor below between Girlfriend and Boyfriend but it didn’t really phased him. In fact, he said “it would have broken my heart if it hadn’t been so damn familiar. I guess I’d gotten numb to that sort of thing. I had heart-leather like walruses got blubber.” He wasn’t moved by the emotions Girlfriend was going through, or he didn’t want to open a wound that he ignored. My gut feeling is that he didn’t want to open that wound up because he brings up Loretta again. Loretta boyfriend was Italian, and worked on Wall Street. Loretta explains to Yunior that they are still going out. “I like him. He’s a hard worker.”, is what Loretta told Yunior about her boyfriend. No matter how much heart-leather you have,...
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