I was in Cancún, I was invited to a party in the hotel room of some attractive women. It seemed they wanted to a night of debauchery with us, a couple of guys. The other guys seemed relaxed, chatty and happy, as if they had been friends with these girls for years. I was stiff and anxious, kinda skeptic this was really happening, as if at some moment it would be revealed the narco was behind it and they would kill us all. A woman passed next to me and she was friendly, I relaxed a little bit. Then, some shirtless muscular men passed around carrying large trays of food, I grabbed a huge fried chicken leg from a half a meter stack of neatly arranged legs and I bit into it. It was good, and I was happy to be there.