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My stories

10.1 Double-Cross

They arrived in Lima, in familiar territory, she tried several numbers and could not reach anyone. When they booked for a double room, they were...

09.4 Crossroads

Next morning, at breakfast, Madeleine tiredly referred to a map and screamed on top of her voice, “NAZCA LINES! WE ARE GOING THERE! LOOK AT THIS!...

09.3 Crossroads

At nine-thirty, they passed Calama and climbed Route 24 heading north. Dry desert on both sides and endless highway in the front and miles behind...

09.2 Crossroads

A day later, they arrived at Salta. That French lady wore high-waist tailored pants in black, a white corporate shirt with a sleeveless jacket blazer...

09.1 Crossroads

On Friday, third May, they left Rosario. Adriana stood there carrying the child on one hip and the two ladies kissed them goodbye. “Once we come out...

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