Last night I was at dinner, talking with a close friend about what makes Sevilla, Sevilla? Something I've noticed particularly in Andalucia (of which Sevilla is the capital) is the following dilemma.
How can people that appreciate walking so slowly, love at the same time speaking so fast, to the point where they cut off the end of all their words? Is this contradictory, logical, or what can I take from it? I'll keep you posted.
Friday, March 13, 2009
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