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I had been sent to Mexico to cover a murder, one of a remarkable kind. And since it had not yet happened, I had been ordered to get photographs, too.
I was therefore burdened with unfamiliar gear-a large carrying case of Japanese cameras, some of which could photograph swift action occurring at a distance-and as my rickety bus trundled across central Mexico I wondered what I could do to protect these cameras if I followed my inclination to walk into the city from Kilometer 303.