A (the city that was)
This cute Carahue in (mapuzungun means the city that was), about a decade a mayor decided to collect the various steam engines that served sometimes carrying portable sawmills and forestry work done at times that the region was a wilderness to conquer, and were left scattered throughout the length of the commune, the rusting iron bars in different landscapes we spoke of an industrial past and its slow death also reminded us of the change and turns of economic activity in the area.
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These fall in the Mapuche nation and visiting the city, is especially beautiful is remodeling of the main square and see a live trade, small traders who take to the streets, also being the city of Carahue mandatory door Lafquenche area (the coastal area of \u200b\u200bthe region), many vehicles pass and stop at various vantage points that were built in the city of the three floors, that because of its location the city grew in three and currently looking for four levels as the sky.
can be seen that the progress of some and talk so much about us Mapuche see only pass through the highways and rails, bars prevent us from accessing it, here in Carahue fail to generate a stop, a "station" to capture the visitor and offer some good that can generate a small income and emerging and the scale subsistence only, although we see gestures of a sector of handicrafts and other works that attempt to regulate and standardize the street trading much to do.
I can not help bring up what the locals have dubbed the "earthquake liar", that of Feb. 27 that broke the South, "liar" visiting the city because we got this impression from which I speak, but on each facade hiding serious structural damage, houses that were moved from their founding axes moving closer to the vacuum of the slopes and that is embedded in the city, a task for authority and more to the public who will ultimately pay for reconstruction.
But today I just want to think about how well the city is in English that I always produce the feeling of admiration and anger, because the will to go that far, I observe the eroded hills and I can imagine as an impenetrable jungle 500 years ago and my iron fierce people against invaders, who brought so far as to why his will (the ambition of "my old gold, the Wêon came looking for gold until the end of the world), well the city, the geography, people worth" gold and the Mapuche people still holding the oppressive hand, Carahue the gateway to the sea and the horizon just privatize our authorities.
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