March 23, 2006, began like any other quiet Thursday in Oaxaca’s tranquil village of Santa Cruz de las Flores. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the cobblestone streets, as villagers went about their daily routines. But beneath the peaceful surface, something far darker was unfolding, a secret hidden for more than a decade — buried beneath the very foundation of a local home… – hghghg

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On that unassuming Thursday morning, the rhythms of village life moved at their usual unhurried pace. Women opened their wooden shutters to let in the breeze rolling off the Sierra …

March 23, 2006, began like any other quiet Thursday in Oaxaca’s tranquil village of Santa Cruz de las Flores. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the cobblestone streets, as villagers went about their daily routines. But beneath the peaceful surface, something far darker was unfolding, a secret hidden for more than a decade — buried beneath the very foundation of a local home… – hghghg Read More