In most places, people adopt animals from a small cage at the local pound. Not here in El Bolson. Down here it´s the animals who adopt the people. Got yer bus ticket? Good! It´ll come with a free dog.
We quickly were adopted by Protector, a lady who protected us wherever we went. She dodged cars and stood (well layed, actually) watch outside our Hostel for us. Here she is, caught in a rare moment in between naps and protecting duties.
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yea, that´s cool Andrew, move in on my bitch. i´ll be seeing you in Buenos Aires, the city where bitches shit everywhere, and no one cleans up...
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