Contrary to the scuttlebut, there weren't mobs of enraged campesinos on the outskirts of the city, armed to the teeth with dynamite and guns, awaiting Comrade Morales' orders to storm on in. In fact, it was relaxing between the barricades. I saw no mobs at all. (There are several stores in the city center, though, that have boarded-up windows in anticipation of violence--possibly tomorrow, I hear. But then again, most of what I've heard just hasn't come true.)
Natch, I got pictures, but I'm heading out of town again. I don't want to spend the night in this city. They'll possibly be posted tonight, but tomorrow is more likely.
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