Today he was Spain; sipping, gulping, savouring his audience's attention. They lapped up the staccato of his feet and the sweetness of his rhythm. Today he was Spanish culture, he was Spanish pride.
Young men sold their souls and gave their all to share a drop of Lothario's allure. His passion captured in beautiful movement, captured in a heart beat, rooted to the spot
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- we are separate we are visitors we are aliens we are foreigners we are under the surface of something we are different we are not drowning we are not understanding we are here we are telling lies we are making stuff up we are enjoying being ridiculous we are talking we are hesitantly speaking Spanish we are sharing thoughts and ideas we are reflecting we are writing we are memories we are seeking the truth we are observing we are watching you drinking, watching you smiling sharing your intoxication we are watching the shiny muscled horses we are watching geckos on a white washed wall we are watching something that might not be there we are on a journey with many intersections we are walking we are stepping through the door of avid beauty we are walking through winding streets in the midday sun we are strong we are exploring
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