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Men sitting under vibrant translucent tree playing checkers with two different color sets of bottle caps that are placed upside down on the fabric table. There’s a huge dog that I once thought of as stuffed perched on a roof top. Many women stand outside of there homes and pour buckets of thick sudsy water on top of the concrete in front of the homes. Only to keep their part of the neighborhood clean. I pass some of the most elaborately designed trees. Squares, spirals, and various articulated shapes. It makes you wonder if Edward Scissor Hands roamed though here on a previous occasion. There is the fresh smell of spices being cooked on the corner of a street that are being prepare for it’s customers. While locals sit on the side of the stand and eat their meals. It’s hard so describe it. It’s kind of like the way you would think of a New York hotdog stand but without the calories of a greasy hotdog. A truck zooms by echoing “Aqua Aqua” distributing purified water to different homes and businesses. I pass by A wall painting that says “Vida Si, Aborto No”. There are little kids hand prints placed all around it in many different hue’s. I think to my self, if only all Graffiti could be this uplifting. This sort of thing couldn’t be real, could it? It just seems to be taken from the pages of some fictitious novel.

I just wanted to write this short little piece to tell you how surreal it feels to be living here. The way of life here is so simple and yet so beautiful.