This week Pegman takes us to San Ignacio de Velasco, Bolivia. Karen chose a great photo but I went snooping and chose this one. As a result, the text that introduces this week’s Pegman makes no sense so I’m not sharing it here!
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They stood there, tall, stoic, unmoving, watching. Most simply drove by, unimpressed, ignoring and dismissing them as nothing. The curiosity of some encouraged them to slow down in wonder, questioning their existence but not enough to stop so they shrugged and drove off. A few actually parked their cars and walked right up to them, trying to determine their use or purpose. Taking pictures for their scrapbooks they promised themselves they would Google what they were so they could share with their friends and families.
The locals. They knew. They understood. They placed their offerings in cages so that the Watchmen would continue to protect them from all those passersby. From the truly curious who would never be able to find the answers to their questions as well as those who didn’t bother stopping. For this they were grateful. They could continue living as they were meant to, without fear.