The Ecua-women in my life
Leandra Pedretti
2018-02-06
I ask my abuela if she still loves her husband. We are walking along the cobblestoned streets of Cuenca, winding our way around colonial buildings, flower markets and our first personal conversation. I remember thinking how beautiful it was, the affection that lingered in all of our words. She has already asked me why I...
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