We were waiting, as usual for the kids to show up in Puruhuaipampa. Time was passing. And so we sat watching the traffic come down the main village road. This lady was bringing her sheep down from the hills. I don't know her name. I don't think I'll see her again, but she is beautiful, isn't she? Thursday, August 18, 2005
On her way home
We were waiting, as usual for the kids to show up in Puruhuaipampa. Time was passing. And so we sat watching the traffic come down the main village road. This lady was bringing her sheep down from the hills. I don't know her name. I don't think I'll see her again, but she is beautiful, isn't she?
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