Walking from Tegucigalpa into Comayaguela on one of the three bridges over the Rio Grande, one crosses into the legacy of the colonial state. A bridge is a boundary that hardens in the night. Es peligroso aqui. She disappears into the barely lit corridors of the market, a daughter of the pueblo. However, the Miskitos also consider themselves farmers and this is reflected in their dances.
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The energy crises returned to our country last week with a vengeance. The cause was a fire in one of the turbines at the hydroelectric plant popularly known as El Cajon. Not only was the turbine ruined, but the fire caused severe damage to the electrical circuits in a circumference as far distant as 15 kilometers. There are many who might agree with that assessment. I probably do myself.