For Chichen Itza

It was every bit as tall, every bit as beautiful as I imagined. Only we couldn’t touch it or climb it and there was a tangible emptiness for being so close and yet so far. What was inside? What did it contain? Who were these people? If I wasn’t fascinated before, my curiosity was piqued!

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