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A Spanish Sun

Saffron light dipped and angled down the stairwell of an abandoned train station in such a way that one might think God put Picasso in charge of painting the sun-baked afternoon. The amber hue on earth was a sharp contrast to his Blue Period sky.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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