Stopping to smell the roses...
Parando para oler las rosas...
Or the cactus,
O el cactus,
& read a bit of poetry on crows.
y leer poca poesia sobre los cuervos.
While walking around Playas today looking for some nice cactus gardens, we came upon some new poetry pasted to the U.S.'s border wall - crows of death, crows of life, crows.
Dando un paseo de Playas hoy, buscando jardines de cactus, encontramos alguna poesia nueva pegado a la barda - cuervos de muerte, cuervos de vida, cuervos.
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