Up there we have Cesar and Filiberto. They were the cheerful, polite, tireless workers who were here to put in new tile floors in our two tiny bathrooms, and our front porch. It was a pleasure to have them around. Cesar was the boss, who frequently was telling Filiberto how to do the tasks correctly. Filiberto did as he was told. They were both very nice. Cesar was here on Monday and nearly killed himself working so hard alone. So wisely he brought Filiberto along the next day, and still they barely finished by sunset, and both worked very hard all day long. I never really saw either of them take a break or rest at all. They said they brought their lunch, but if so I never saw them eat. They had big bottles of water which they slugged down from time to time. It was pleasant and funny to hear them talk, to hear them talk on their cells to their wives, to hear their music which was playing noticeably but very very quietly out in front where they were cutting and placing tiles.
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