I've brought a towel.
Ask me anything
Who invited this guy?
That’s how you eat chips.
There may have been a purchasing of a Mexican wrestling mask.
We sat down in the central square in Oaxaca to watch the local performers. The night’s entertainment included shadow theatre.
Don’t fuck with Frida.
Open doors on Oaxacan streets.
The inside of the Museo Textil de Oaxaca held things as beautiful as the buildings exterior.
Museo Textil de Oaxaca. This building was as beautiful as its contents. Not often do you see a building restored that looks better than it would have originally.
The Museo de Arte Contemporáneo de Oaxaca. .
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