Ticket bought. Rent paid. Laundry left. And in what I consider an ironic twist, of all the possible places in greater buenos aires for there to be a mega-demonstration, there was a fine one right in front of my ticket office this morning. No dynamite a la Boliviana, but there was a lot of banner waving and chanting and tv cameras, and blocking of the street. This being Argentina, no doubt there was also crying.
Tomorrow I pack, maybe hit a museum or two, contemplate my plan of action.
B.
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