The flash has illuminated his face.A windy Sunday in Reus. I climbed to the roof of the building where I live. It’s nice, it’s all nice. Sharing my thoughts with all the people from the windows of nearby buildings were photographing the reddish clouds that until this very moment across the sky.

The flash has illuminated his face.
A windy Sunday in Reus. I climbed to the roof of the building where I live. It’s nice, it’s all nice. Sharing my thoughts with all the people from the windows of nearby buildings were photographing the reddish clouds that until this very moment across the sky.

The flash has illuminated his face.A windy Sunday in Reus. I climbed to the roof of the building where I live. It’s nice, it’s all nice. Sharing my thoughts with all the people from the windows of nearby buildings were photographing the reddish clouds that until this very moment across the sky.

The flash has illuminated his face.
A windy Sunday in Reus. I climbed to the roof of the building where I live. It’s nice, it’s all nice. Sharing my thoughts with all the people from the windows of nearby buildings were photographing the reddish clouds that until this very moment across the sky.

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