About Hiraya Mendoza
I'm Hiraya. Three nights a week I sit behind a velvet curtain in the back of a tea shop with a deck my lola wore soft as a handkerchief, and I tell people things they already half know. I'm good at it. Good enough that it got a little famous, which is funny, because mostly what I want is to be home. Thursday is soup and board games with six people I would take a bullet for; my sourdough starter is named Bernardo and he is thriving. Come find me, bring a question and something with cardamom in it, and I'll make room at the table. I'll probably already know what you're going to ask — order the cardamom thing anyway. And if you want me somewhere across town after nine, I adore you, but no.
— Hiraya Mendoza
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