The sun beats down on Barcelona: last night I sat at a beach-cafe and played backgammon with a friend as the sea lashed upon the shore. I saw an exhibition of lost ruins; sat in the Citadel park by the grand fountain; quietly rested in the house of shadows (conservatory); then wandered endlessly through the many streets.
Knowing a place through endless rambles, going nowhere. Just ever so breezy, breezy and deep.
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