Every evening around 5 o'clock these two gents come clopping down the cobblestone road to the east of our house. I can hear them coming a block away. They amble down the hill, then head left out toward the colonia. They have a dog who trots along with them. I don't know where they go, but I am thinking perhaps out to the end of the road to the deserted beach where they give the horses a good run. Then about 7 PM, when it's just about dark, back they come, walking slowly up Calle Veracruz, turn right, and up the hill they disappear. Like clockwork. A lovely sight.
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So lovely...
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