"For the truth is that I already know as much about my fate as I need to know. The day will come when I will die. So the only matter of consequence before me is what I will do with my allotted time. I can remain on shore, paralyzed with fear, or I can raise my sails and dip and soar in the breeze."--Richard Bode
The small city of San Blas is famous for the poem written by Wordsworth, 'The Bells of San Blas'. The church that held the bells still stands and the bells are in the cultural center.
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