Perspective another time and place. The time stopped. In my youth the whitewash of the street was the white, peeling and patina, but white. I do not know if these colors now are based on the chroniclers and historians. Or if it is occurring in the municipal technicians. Are different. Carmelite rather than Siena. But the angle makes them believe that the street remains. The walls of the two convents are the pillars of the road structure. Without them, the urban barbarism Tardofranquismo it would have charged. Literally. Calle de Santo Domingo de Guzmán. History. I do not know if pure state or quasi-theme park trend. But I still occurring admiration.
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