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It was still Carnival so we went to a local celebration. We were the only tourists. There were hundreds of people milling and parading around. Adam came up to us and said that a girl had slapped his cheeks. He was concerned that she had put something on his face. We didn't see anything. Then they attacked us again and slapped our faces with hands full of powdered chalk. They didn't know what they were getting into. It was like guerilla face painting!
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