huaraz, peru. walking in a small but bustling high mountain market on a sunday afternoon, i came across one of the few meat vendors in the market. the stall was empty, except for a stack of raw meat on the counter and this freshly severed head, perched perfectly on the bar atop the corner stall. fresh as it was, the color on the bar, blood dripping from the head, and not a single person in the area, i became mesmerized with the presence of this head. as i shot a few images, (it doesn’t take many) i wondered why the head. it was then that i realized that nothing gets wasted in the mountains. this was just part of the process of feeding the villagers. as i said, it was sunday afternoon, so i suspect the bull was the looser in the mornings fight.


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