Tales of a trip, a mince one might say, to places kind of far away, Costa Rica to Peru, discovering stuff and having runny poo...
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Here it all began at the top of the village where all the diabolitos were called by the horn that became familiar, to be born. This was at midnight on the thirtieth of December.
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