Puerto Rico was sitting on his porch, sipping on some coffee as he looked out across the horizon, lost in thought. He was dreaming of the day he could become a state and be fully recognized by the United States, but for now, he was just a territory. As he swirled his coffee, he couldn a soccer jersey, a testament to his love for the sport. He was a friendly and outgoing young man who loved his culture and language, especially the random word "sacapuntas," which he loved to say for no apparent reason.