The Pterodactyls of Lima

pered with its pebbly beaches, undercutting the dusty chfFsnwith the city on their edge. From the ocean, gray shadowsncame and ghded between the glass curtain-walls of OldnLima.nPterodactyls were flying over Lima. Pelicans, dignified,natavistic, and funny. They were sad because there was nonmore fish, and they were starving . . .