Hundreds of objects lovingly kept for what they were, with no other use than to remind the youngest of the value of their past. evokes memories.
Women's Fragances
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Days go by on the road but it doesn't taste like traffic. The air is fresh and we alternate mountains and valleys. The path is the goal and not the destination. Road.
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Guayaberas and Panama hats. Light dresses moving with the wind. Dominoes, old chairs painted blue. Rum and cigars. Flowers in the hair. An overdose of music in the street.
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