Magical Cholula Revisited — the adventures of dos tortas

Memories can shape our lives. We can run from them or toward them. And if they are significant enough, we can build little alters to them and freeze them in time. That’s what I did to the village of Cholula. I left home in 1973, twenty-one years old, and went to “study abroad” in Mexico. […]

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