They had all gone, it was a little cooler and much quieter.
A group of musicians transformed the plaza near the church, they were good, or certainly good enough. It had temporarily been quiet after the others, the ones with bells, had gone. Then they played, and as she walked past she spontaneously began to move, to dance.
This is a deeply catholic place, its pervades everything, they had their very bad years. and now her muslim mother laughed, smiled at me and then unblinkingly gave me permission to take this photo.
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