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For years I had heard rumors of a place in Guadalajara called Salud Digna where people of scarce economic means could get an eye examination and a good pair of glasses for a price they could actually afford.

The town of Pihuamo, Jalisco, is located 150 kilometers south of Guadalajara. “Somewhere near Pihuamo there’s an iron mine,” we had been told, “and along the road to that iron mine there is a bottomless pit.”

Although the ex-Hacienda de San Antonio is hidden away at the bottom of a huge canyon located just northeast of the town of Tequila, you might have a hard time finding a single Tequileño who has ever heard of it.

Several years ago, I heard about a vast forest located southeast of Tapalpa.

I hate to confess it, but once upon a time the only use I knew for a pine needle was slipping one into the pant leg of a fellow camper, as a practical joke.

One day I received a telephone call from a person living in a fraccionamiento located west of Guadalajara. I will not name this community lest my words diminish the commercial value of its land, perhaps upsetting someone.