March 4, 2018

Corinto Again

Art?  Fencing?  At the beach in Corinto, Nicaragua.  Tires and palms and sand and color and the sea.  And yet strange.  A sense of defeat, of doom, even in the face of the color and the effort.  Or maybe just my gloomy glasses.  I look back at that trip and really wonder about the fate of the world.  Of us all.

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