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Now, before the next, new unknown. Medina. The city, selected with the passage of time, surrounded of a finite space. Unusual beauty, protected. The look accompanied by brushes and in silence only broken by the passage in seconds of a clock, sometimes it approaches intrigued by how in a millimeter there can be so much wealth and but is moved in the distance. So much you recreate in it that you forget the measure of a tiny space and you manage to master it by exceeding its own limit in both allowed dimensions. Absence of shadows in the vicinity, you magnify the light and play with she at your whim. You're proud of the result, you enjoy that effort counting dedicated times Everything inside is full of color. Dr. Abad |
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