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A Tourist walk through San Telmo, Buenos Aires  14"x11" oil on mounted linen panel

Buenos Aires is a bustling metropolis. As I mentioned before one of my greatest joys was to walk around its many neighborhoods. There are 48 to be exact. We did a pretty good job walking many of them. Barrios (another word for neighborhood) have their distinct feel. San Telmo was unique in that it had an "old world" feel mixed with a "hipster"sensibility. I found cool "artisanal cervesas" pubs next to traditional "parillada" restaurants. Heck, a ton of single gear bicycles chained everywhere and near amazing "choripan" kiosks. What? Is Brooklyn or Shoreditch infecting all parts of the world? The architecture here is fascinating.

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