Saints, Sinners and Masons. A Trip into Colombia’s Heartland

“As they sailed down to the coast the river had grown more vast and solemn, like a swamp with no beginning or end, and the heat was so dense you could touch it with your hands.” Gabriel Garcia Marquez – The General in His Labyrinth. My chosen fighter lay breathing its last in the cement Read more about Saints, Sinners and Masons. A Trip into Colombia’s Heartland[…]

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