She rests leaning against the fence, 360 degrees of rubber that trampled the skin of the city, running over the cobblestones and opening in two, like Moses, the water that contained the reflection of this, the city of Zafón and María José Ragué, which has been orphaned forever.
“VEGANS AGAINST THE TIDE”
When the skin of the street blushes the walls of some select art institutions…
“DOOR TATTOO”
“EL MATÍ”
Clouds over buildings, evoking places, rescuing sensations that dwell in memory.
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