Pancha was walking down the street once with Lucha and all of a sudden she saw a group of people, and Lucha told her they were speaking about them. So, that night, Pancha couldn’t sleep, instead she paced up and down wondering what they could be saying: “Ugly old bags”. She wanted to go and knock on the doors of those gossips. She started biting her nails and imagined that her hair was falling out. The next day she decided to go and knock on the doors of those who had dared gossip about her, and what a shock she had when they told her that in fact they had been discussing the harvest, of corn, coffee and beans.

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Photography and text by Cristal Michelle Agudelo Manco

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