My vision of Perú

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'Dog Day Afternoon' Chapter 4. I walked up one of Cusco's most sloped streets to see the city from a high spot. Wait, not that high. I deliberately crouched to reach the eye level of this pintoresque dog, as if I were just another pooch, his pal, standing right there at the heart of the Imperial City of the Incas.

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'Contact'.
Chapter 3. I move on. The road keeps doing zig zag. After passing 2 or 3 small villages hidden either by clouds or mountains, I stop. I take some time to study the inhabitants. This is no longer Machu Picchu and they're not that used to interact with strangers. This man turns back the exact moment I press the shutter - while his dog, well, was at the toilette.

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'Scape the desert'.
Chapter 5.
I'm heading to the north of Perú, and my bus passes, as usual, so many tiny villages lost on the way, that I'm sure I will soon forget them all. But not this one. I cannot forget the hopeless-desperate look on this girl, even though I was invisible to her. She's staring at the dry and sandy sunset - I wonder if she does this every day - , while her mother works fixing a tire.

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