Those Incredible Abelesz Girls

My daughter told me the story: the old Argentinian gentleman from the sixth floor, a former tennis trainer from Cordoba, Argentina, a still good looking old sportsman, appeared one day at the door of my Mother's apartment with flowers, asking her to marry him. He cannot live any more with his wife and wants to divorce her. My Mother is approaching ninety and walks with difficulty. I like to chat with the old Cordobes, I enjoy his strong provincial singsong accent and his pachorra (slow tempo). The suitor was kindly rejected and she told me nothing. Cosas veredes, Sancho...