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Hot days in Mexico, not knowing where we are going. Getting on the bus, switching buses. No English. The spot, beautiful. The open space, air, mountains, water, the view. The glory of that green. A soft green, like a familiar touch. The pools of water flow under our feet with the grooves moving like a squiggle in an abstract painting. The dead land mixed with the life land. All coming together.
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