Where the river meets the sea

Where the river meets the sea is the end of the track and a muddy, salty mix of water.  Along that four mile stretching finger are towns.  Which side of the track is the wrong side of the track; those seaside or those riverside?   Those towns of driftwood, rusting barrels, and tin sheets stand against the wind, against the weather, against all that says you may not live.

Atlantico Colombia


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