This is the local version of "ia-ma, nene!". Please observe the friendly machetes. The girl was less than fifteen, and the dog was smaller than a pretzel, unsuspectingly curled in the red dust before it was whisked as you see to join us and its working family for the ride closer to their shack . The country, like the rest of Central and South America is full of these mutts, skinny and faithful despite their masters treatment. As far as the machetes were concerned I have really considered acquiring one, and that would have not been a problem at all. Flying them through London would've been.
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