FInally, I know the word problito. Looking around the room, the shelves of the bookcase need rearranging, the table next to me has an old car radio on it, the stack of papers to the right are problito city, the screens on the windows need cleaning as do the windows themselves. And I have not even turned my attention to the closet or what's behind me. It's God's own truth that "it's a problito world".
