The Metro Although we took the Metro to Coyocan to see Frida´s house, the glory of the system did not make its full impact upon me until Mario led Tessa and I to the National Museum of Anthropology, which in itself is very cool, containing giant phallic statues, stone heads, and giant stone boxes full of knives. In the metro, having 1 through 9 or 12 and A through H different lines with intersecting stations, there are people selling anything imaginable. The bravest of these entrepreneurs, enter the trains and sell peanuts, chocolates, discos compactos, and DVD's. (I finally discovered the apostrophe key!) The carpet baggers selling music and videos actually walk through the trains with miniature sound systems and if they are selling video discs, portable DVD players with screens. Each sales-person has their own
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