Comments for: A visitor’s lesson in a tiny village

I’m sitting on the floor of an old Volkswagen bus, bouncing along increasingly crumbly streets through the outskirts of Morelia, Mexico. Half a dozen other women and I are crowded into the back of the bus, bantering in Spanish and talking with big hand gestures. I met them… Read More
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