WORLDWIDE | Monday, 23 Apr 2012 | Views [140] | Scholarship Entry
A flat grid of burnt reds, lit by a falling sun. Grassy mountains cradle the town, as it melts into amorous clouds. On the outskirts, I sit in a simple temple with twenty other travellers. We are waiting for nightfall. Here in Pisac, we are guests.... Read more >
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