You have probably never heard a road speak, but I’m really tired now. I was useful for a long time, it’s very likely that I can be useful to you, but this is how the devil pays his servants. My skin is full of holes, which sometimes fill up with water and end up smelling bad, and people fall down on me because new holes appear all the time like a degenerative disease; perhaps I’m just part of the landscape to you, but don’t stay silent, I shouldn’t be in this state, the municipality should do something for me, don’t you think?

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Photographs and text by Tatiana Durango Rincón

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