Bloodflowers
September 20th 2008 I wake up lying on my stomach with my left arm hanging off the side of the bed. I pull my face up out of the pillow, raise my hand up off the cold tile floor, and look at my watch.
10:00am. Five hours of sleep.
It occurs to me that I'm still not sure if I'm in the right hostel. Ross emailed me the name and address yesterday before I left Sucre. When I arrived in Cochabamba at just before 5am
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