I don’t mean to offend anyone, but this is an insane country. The politics are as perennially unstable as the mountainsides above La Paz. The music is loud, the traffic is frantic and ungoverned by discernable laws. People drink hard, party late, and listen to their music loud. There’s trash and there are broken down vehicles everywhere.
And then, when this loco nation is about to drive me to drink (or equivalent; use your imagination), it gives us a scene like this.
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