Maria can’t see out of one eye. But she works and studies and raises a daughter in the borderlands of Buenos Aires. A Bolivian unafraid to greet me with ocean water smile and a “que mas Señorcito?” as we walk next to each other through the river of trash left by the day’s festivities. What more? She asks me, a typical Bolivian greeting. What more? Well Maria, I would just like enough insight to be able to see with both my eyes things as they really are.
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