Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Wandering the isles of the Mercado with Paloma, looking for apartment related items.

No need for that pig carcass, sheeps head, or the coral like remains of a cows stomach. I did encounter a broom for five soles...which commanded much attention in my possession. A man in action with such an object here, is odd enough, that I was using it to clear a path for a Princess was altogether considered "Loco"

Hey, I have read enough books on Inca history to know that it is mandatory to sweep the path which lay before Royalty. I am here to do my part in serving the Princess. For as we know, her wish is my command.

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