Otavalo, Ecuador

My house is white, with a concrete floor and a view that looks out over all of Panecillo.  If I walk down the cobblestone road, past the school and take a right, I can pick up a popsicle from Don Vicente’s store and ask directions one more time to Heidi’s house.

More tomorrow. I am here, I am safe, my mind is being blown.

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