Florence, Italy
Funny is he who believes he is something that he is not. What defines us is who we are, as beings. Nothing like bringing about what is you. The concatenated spirit. The candor that lies beneath the perfect smile and decorative persona. The wounded soul. The intrinsic nature of your everyday existence. The values, the essence, the ideal machine, the organic wrapping paper that governs the gadget that has become you!
Rincon de Soto, Spain
Rincon de Soto had me at hello! You can’t hear the pin dropping and yet, they are watching you. You can’t hear the whispers and yet, they are in your tail. You can hear the wind breezing through, penetrating the cold nights… A small little town in the Rioja region like no other where everybody knows your name and atmosphere is just perfect. Want to unwind? This is the perfect place for you!
Paddington Station, London
Intense feeling traveling down the road
dragging the body side to side
zigzagging to the end of the shop on hands and knees.
It stencil shadows on the ground
ushering pain and torture until it decapitates
one wallet and soul at a time
leaving a crime scene photo of generous nightmares
engrained into helping
not legislating the heart
out of place
ostracized by
the creepy-crawly that holds self.
©Angela Aguiar
ludlum drive 
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