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Central America - The Montage

I asked Morgan Freeman to borrow his dulcet tones, but they were engaged humming lullabies to impoverished orphans – you’ll have to make do with me instead. This is the edited version of the closing montage from my three-month journey through Central America: from Panama City to the Mexican capital. J

Music Credits: Arcade Fire – Wake Up

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