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SSeptember 6 Woke up around nine. The rooster started crowing at four in the morning, as usual, and woke me up for a while before I managed to get back to sleep. I made a smoothie and headed to El Rio Lindo. I looked for Ricardo, his wife, and the kids, but they weren’t in their usual spot. Instead, I spent some time talking with Gladys. Later in the day I returned and ran into Jose, and we…








