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Piselli, instead of at this dreary place.        a former busboy and waiter at the
               Edward smiled knowing as he an‐              restaurant, was the new Friar. He was
           nounced that we were about to see the            most passionate, claiming he saw the
           ghost of lovelorn                                ghost and felt his spirit. We told him we
           Francisco repeat his                                               had come from San
           leap into the crash‐                                               Diego to see him. It was
           ing waves below us.                                                all quite theatrical - and
           Well, that got our at‐                                             amusing.
           tention.                                                               Then he was out the
               There’s a guy, he                                              door. We went to the
           explained, who is fa‐                                              window and sure enough,
           mous for reenacting                                                a few minutes later he
           the tragic dive into                                               stood on the edge of the
           the sea. His name is                                               cliff, yelling and waving
           Fernando Canchari,                                                 “Hello San Diego!” sev‐
           and he’s been per‐                                                 eral times. He turned
           forming for bus                                                    around and paused
           tours, tourists, and                                               studying the waves and
           diners for the past                                                the rocks below. Then
           26 years. Looking                                                  jumped.
           around the barren                                                      From our perch, we
           room, we wondered                                                  couldn’t see him hit the
           why Canchari would                                                 water or rocks - which‐
           do this for a table of                                             ever it was. A few tense
           three. Edward told us                                              minutes later he pulled
           it was arranged - no problem. He should          himself up the cliff and waved again, re‐
           show up any minute.                              peating “Hello San Diego.” We were re‐
               Now we were excited. Spotlights from         lieved, thankful we could sleep guilt-free
           the restaurant highlighted the place             that night. A few minutes later, still drip‐
           where the act would take place. But a            ping wet and wearing his ripped sheet, he
           half-hour later, still no Faux Francisco.        was back in the dining room. We thanked
           Our bottle was empty and we were about           him profusely and pressed $20 each into
           to pull up stakes when a guy wearing a           his damp hands. Ecstatic, he turned and
           big grin and a white sheet rushed to the         disappeared into the darkness.
           table. He explained that he was not Fer‐             It was a fitting finale for our most
           nando Canchari. Fernando retired and he,         wonderful adventure in Lima with Edward.
























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