23 June 2008. Gray morning breeze through elm tree leaves... Chinese stalwart before blank bank wall, full and open against gray sky. As compared with woman preparing to swim, compact, standing on opposite rim of pool, moving her arms back and forth in short gestures, rumpled dimple of a middle, suit pulled round, graceful legs, strong...
A pampa pony, were there such? Likely no. Horses instead, introduced by the Spanish--los caballos--raided by the Araucanos soon enough, moving east from the cordillera. Words becoming them, trunks of speech. Pastern, fetlock, hoof...
A standing figure, mounted, riding at full gallop, face into the wind...
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