Valparaiso

By Emma. Cliquez ici pour l’article de Damien. Click here for photos of there.

Tangled streets and dead ends, a Lego-brick port and favela colour clusters, the smell of hops and the screech of seagulls, faded murals and uneasy graffiti, corrugated zinc and crumbling plaster, Neruda’s “dishevelled hills” and their shuddering, straining funiculars, wrong turns and the heeding of a local’s friendly warnings in a vaguely threatening urban labyrinth, a displaced Maoi and an echo of Easter Island, a bath of sunshine in Viña del Mar, a dinner invitation and travelling tales, a dim bar, acoustic guitar and a beautiful, broken voice, deceptively potent pisco sours and dancing ’til dawn

Streets of Valparaiso

Streets of Valparaiso

Un ascensor de Valparaiso

Un ascensor de Valparaiso

A colourful hilltop favela in Valparaiso

A colourful hilltop favela in Valparaiso

A Valpo pup

A Valpo pup

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