Fried trout. Inka Kola. Churango case lookout. Gelatin old women selling Sublime candy bars and chicklets. Beggers and babies. The smell of fresh shit wafting in the wind. Steep hills. Uros island loca lone ladies. Bright night electric lights. Haggeling tourist trappers. Machupizza. Really cheap wine. Colorful pants. Good friends. The brightest sun in the world.
Thanks, Puno.
Hello, Arequipa.
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