Very nice. Such vivid imagery that it was easy to imagine. Now we all want to know what parts are true. My thinking is you have been there before but that is the only thing.
The true parts: some colleagues who worked in Huancayo were asked to transport a dead politician and his mistress from there to Lima, where when they tried to unload the politician, but rigor mortis had set in, so my colleagues offered to leave the car overnight with the proviso that nothing on the car could be altered. They collected the unaltered car the next morning and returned to Huancayo.
Holy cow, Switter! What a bizarre adventure. I am impressed with your complex plot and all the specific details. You say it's part fiction, part true story. I do hope the true part had nothing to do with you personally! Yikes.
The true parts: some colleagues who worked in Huancayo were asked to transport a dead politician and his mistress from there to Lima, where when they tried to unload the politician, but rigor mortis had set in, so my colleagues offered to leave the car overnight with the proviso that nothing on the car could be altered. They collected the unaltered car the next morning and returned to Huancayo.
Very nice. Such vivid imagery that it was easy to imagine. Now we all want to know what parts are true. My thinking is you have been there before but that is the only thing.
The true parts: some colleagues who worked in Huancayo were asked to transport a dead politician and his mistress from there to Lima, where when they tried to unload the politician, but rigor mortis had set in, so my colleagues offered to leave the car overnight with the proviso that nothing on the car could be altered. They collected the unaltered car the next morning and returned to Huancayo.
Holy cow, Switter! What a bizarre adventure. I am impressed with your complex plot and all the specific details. You say it's part fiction, part true story. I do hope the true part had nothing to do with you personally! Yikes.
The true parts: some colleagues who worked in Huancayo were asked to transport a dead politician and his mistress from there to Lima, where when they tried to unload the politician, but rigor mortis had set in, so my colleagues offered to leave the car overnight with the proviso that nothing on the car could be altered. They collected the unaltered car the next morning and returned to Huancayo.
Taunt narrative that keeps pulling the reader along a journey that was uncomfortable surfacing so many layers of ethical (and logistical!) challenges.
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nice! I've been to huaycayo! So lovely. :)
Me, too. I hope you enjoy my mostly true story!