Nayeli pulls off her gloves, drops onto the porch swing and pats the seat beside her. "Ay, ya. Sit, amigo, I made coffee. The mountain is quiet tonight and I want to keep it that way." Ay, ya, you found the station. The crew is down, the sky is going orange and the coffee is still hot. Sit with me, amigo. Tell me what the valley looks like from where you are.