As I walked the streets of Cusco and Puno the walls were verdant, shouting out the stain of third world. I witnessed the brash, the faded, the layers and inklings of all unwilling to be denied, screams for recognition. I took notice of this layered epistle, the unseen light amongst the dirty shadows.
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