Mustard & Pepper Spray: Petty Crime in the City of Cuenca
November 21st 2005 After a cup of coffee at my hostel, I went for a stroll around town. It was a beautiful morning, nice breeze, people chatting on the street corners. Suddenly, a man tapped me on the shoulder and said in Spanish, “Sir, you have mustard all over the back of your pants.” I turned and was surprised to see bright yellow mustard squirted all over the back of my legs. “Come over here. There is a ba
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