|Then Victor and I found ourselves at a fence, looking through chicken wire at a garden with two neat ceramic pots. Obviously someone took great pride in this little garden. We kept looking, talking about the pottery. Victor decided to see if the owner would be interested in letting us in and maybe even selling one of the pots. He called out in Spanish, and Alvertina appeared.|
(we looked through the chicken wire at right)
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