Ázua is much more geographically diverse than I’m letting on here. (But us writers we’ll break a whole world up for the sake of a metaphor.) My abuelo grew coffee up in the highlands of Ázua—so clearly there’s a lot of fertile belleza in the region. But there are also stretches that are very dry and the poverty … I certainly never forgot it. Every time I visit I notice that that certain things haven’t changed.
(foto by José Rivas)
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