|the day begins for the shop downstairs|
|The University of Guanajuato has a major architecture school.|
This is the end of year.
Many students in the photocopying shops.
|the children of modern slither past beauty with the|
Hundred Fears of Solitude
|entry to the Mercado Hidalgo|
originally a dream of Profirio Diaz for a railway station
|we bought the figs which were wonderful,|
the little apricots which were perhaps wonderful last week
and an exotic-never been seen before Mamey,
like the one part-disrobed at the top back
The mamey is everything a mango ever could dream to be and more.
|things for sale inside and outside the market|
|and home to our Casa Azul, having failed to visit the Casa Azul of Frida Kalho in Coyoacan|
|and up our magic stairs|