Amazonia? The jungles of Vietnam? You lose. Mexico 1968, opening of the Olympic Games. A city
in a state of siege after the massacre of 200 students at Tlatelolco -an episode that slipped by the
invited democratic nations like a letter in a post box. But it’s a camouflaged siege. The tourists on
their way to the stadium mustn’t know that in the nearby thickets there are army soldiers in
combat gear, weapons in hand, watching over their security.