Before, pure colors. No mixtures, always static. Like an old Castilian. Until he saw that port that opened worlds and purity was lost. He was like an alien. He met others, he became turbid. Then, sea green and reddish orange. But everything kept changing and he also ended up leaving.
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Author: Javier Andrada
Text: Cristina Martín Valbuena
Title: The Barcelona we have been
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