You would have to block your eyes, ears and nose to possibly ignore the throngs of vendors that line the ancient streets of Ayacucho. "Un sol, un sol, un solcitoooooo" ("one sol (currency), one sol, one liiiiittle sol") they call out as corn boils, chewing-gum lies or breads pose beneath them. A few of my favourites.
Best fruits ever. It's going to be brutal to return to hard pears.
Next to the main square.
Kids with some candies (it was Sunday.)
Sandals made out of tires-- recycling done right.
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