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Here, people become stories without scripts. A gesture, a glance, a pause in the heat—small fragments that reveal how life unfolds when no one believes they’re being watched.
These photographs aren’t about perfection. They’re about the thin line between the ordinary and the extraordinary, the poetry hiding in errands, conversations, and unguarded steps.
Spain offers nothing staged. Only life as it is.
And that is exactly what I find irresistible.
Streets off
In the village, ribbons twirl through the streets,
children laughing as if joy could drown out the world.
Yet between the music and sweets, campaign posters shimmer
reminders that even festivals cannot quiet choices waiting to be made.
Under confetti skies, innocence dances beside responsibility.
