No. 50, November/December 2001The Deserts in Literature, II
No. 50, November/December 2001
The Deserts in Literature, II
| "Here was my little house," says the aunt in Patricia Preciado Martin's story; and perhaps it was a house something like the one to the right, also built from adobe. Below are more pictures of houses in Tucson's oldest neighborhoods; the two on the right are made of adobe; the one on the left is not, but is included because of the beautiful red bougainvillea out front, like the bougainvillea in the aunt's memory. |  |
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