The policeman approaches us with a slow, dignified step. In the mirror I see a martial expression. A large pistol on his belt. The only thing missing is the bandolets hanging from the shoulders and a wide-brimmed hat.
Yucatan from car window

Go where your dreams take you
Go where your dreams take you
The policeman approaches us with a slow, dignified step. In the mirror I see a martial expression. A large pistol on his belt. The only thing missing is the bandolets hanging from the shoulders and a wide-brimmed hat.