human
Pardon, Senorita,
gpt
Ah, she sighed, a trace of irony in her voice;
human
Again--pardon, he said, moved by the seriousness, the bitterness in her tone.
gpt
Surely, you are not a stranger to Guatavita, to Bogota?
human
My home is far from here, she said simply.
gpt
Four days ago I left it for the first time to go to Bogota.
human
And you visit the Sacred Lake on your way to the city!
gpt
My fathers sacrificed here, she said proudly.
human
I am an Indian, the daughter of those who once poured their treasure into the lake which you have defiled with stones.
gpt
Sajipona!
human
Si, padre mio,