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El Chichon Eruption
In the dense, humid hills of northern Chiapas, a mountain sat in plain sight but out of mind. For generations, El Chichón was simply a wooded rise—unremarkable, unthreatening, and as familiar as the river or the ridgeline.Life continued in the shadow of this mountain, with villages like Francisco León and Chapultenango woven into the landscape. Farmers planted maize and coffee, children walked to school, and cattle grazed where the ground allowed. Most worries centered on things like floods, snakebites, or the rare accident—never fire from the depths of the earth. The volcano was not a…
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