Just Another Day in Asuncion
The night of May 18, 2000 began no different from any other night. Alvaro and I had been out to get dinner and a bucket of Bavieras at the little pizzeria nearby, and were up late watching television when we noticed the sound of…
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The first thing to do that afternoon was decide which bus to take – there were five or six bus lines leaving Sucre bound for Santa Cruz that night, all between 5 or 6pm, all of their offices lined up in a row inside…
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