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July 15, 2005

Travel Perspectives

travel mexico kids playing music Sometimes travel is about vacations and fun, sometimes about business, and sometimes about seeing other lives.

If there is one thing I am learning in México, it is how to answer this question. Guilt, in its infancy, is a small, persistent pain, like needle pricks. The dullness of these pricks leaves me with a tangible fear of having been given too much. Walking the streets of Mexico City, a woman, missing an eye, holds our her hand, her other eye rolling miserably in its socket. A man, shamelessly sits with his jeans rolled up to display a leg that has eaten itself, the skin clinging unnaturally to the bone. Children dance around your legs, asking for money so they can get high on glue in the alleys at sundown. Men huddle in the parks, the burning stakes of the Inquisition looming within the shadows of the trees. A prostitute, her face surreal with blue and purple makeup, walks with her eyes vast and empty, knowing too much and owning too little, not even her own life.


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Posted on July 15, 2005 08:57 AM by mexico136.
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