My trip into the city yesterday gave me much food for thought. First, no doubt about it, this is the new normal, loud and clear. Each of us must adapt in our own ways. And I'm trying, but I really miss going into the city and even more, not visiting the villages. All of these places are, in part, why Oaxaca is so magical and without them, well, it seems as if a vitality has been drained. Still, this place is resilient and so must we all be. Just seeing the street art gives me hope. The things I miss....
And, just like always, imagining the courtyards behind those gates.
And the streets speak, "The working class moves the economy. Let the rich pay for the crisis."
Scrawled underneath...."I want, I want." "I got plenty of nuttin..." already.
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