Wandering About in Central Lima, Peru

Imagine myself without the Spanish tongue.  Imagine myself a foreigner whose birthplace is but several miles away.  By allowing myself to wander, I allowed myself to be strange, to be quiet and listen, to find small traces of what history has left scattered about.

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About latasha1970

What's heard and not heard, obviously seen and made invisible. My thoughts on life, change, and everything that gets blind sighted by trivial issues. It's about being in between space, in between compromises and in between success and failure. This updated version will chronicle my journey to Peru this summer, the preparation involved and what happens once I've set foot on South American soil.
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