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Sometimes we find little places where it seems that time is standing. No matter how much noise surrounds them, they even look to expect that something happens... to be forgotten...
It’s said "Madrid kills me". It could be a literal statement if there were not for these little details that sometimes Madrid gives you away.
Images of the Festival Internacional de blues y jazz of Pontevedra
Travelling opens your mind, your eyes. It gives you new perspectives and opportunities to find special moments.