
Took a nice walk from Jalatlaco to south of the zocalo. As always, the richness of the sights, sounds and smells were uniquely Oaxacan.

I shot enough for several posts, including the action at the planton in the zocalo, the roof over the Guelaguezta stadium and street life. I am always struck by the graffiti and street art. This poster on a corrugated wall with sun overhead made as good an op art piece as one could hope for.

With the election next Saturday, this will all be history soon... like everything else.

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