It was six o’ clock in the morning and Nelly called me .

Look at the mountains ! Andre had just left the apartment to take the flight back to Toronto , and we were alone and together in the dining room .

The sun was just timidly rising  behind the mountains and the Ixtlacihuatl and the Popocatepec were slowly illuminated .

The whole chain of hills and mountains was now appearing as a huge, hundreds of miles wide, painting .

” How can I ever leave Mexico , and how can I leave this apartment which is a balcony on a fabulous , extravagant , impossible show .”

” There is  crime , pollution , dirt everywhere , and it all disappears behind this stupendous sight ”

We went back to bed thinking , thinking , thinking .

 
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