One of the friends I remember from earliest youth (earlier than the youth still with me :) ) took a photograph a few years ago, which just by seeing, made me feel thunder and lightning and I would get chicken skin all over. I could imagine him seeking to capture the precise moment when the lightning fell on my hometown, Huancayo. That very moment in which one is an instrument that captures _probably_ a sublime moment not to be reapeated, ever…
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