I'm in Otavalo. It's a small town in Northern Ecuador. I'm looking out at a lush green courtyard which is currently being hammered by rain. Tamar is in our room reading a John Irving novel and wearing Aurora, who is asleep. I started the book when Tamar was on p. 150, so she tore off the first chunk and handed it to me. I read faster than her,
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