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Published: August 5th 2008
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Sometimes the linguistic barrier can be broken down by the simple expedient of using the language of love, as perfectly demonstrated by the taxi driver who took me to Potosi bus station to catch the next service to Sucre. He asked me where I was from then mimed sexual intercourse when I said I was English, then made further shagging motions when I said that I liked Bolivia, and once again when I ...
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Ralph
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Sucre
Love your photos - glad to see Sucre is in a better shape then when we were last there and we were caught in a full scale riot!!