With her sunflower dress against the granite wall. With her defiant attitude and her dark skin at the right time of the horizontal sun. This is how Shamira came to pose in front of me. Nothing else was needed to capture that moment. Just something similar to a whistle from the start, like the shot at the goal, and she began to move all over that wall to make me capture her in many snapshots that remained as a memory of the safari that spring month.
Con su vestido de girasoles contra la pared de granito. Con su actitud desafiante y su piel morena a la hora justa del sol horizontal. Así vino Shamira a posar delante de mi. No hacía falta más nada para ese momento capturar ese momento. Solo algo similar a un pitazo de arrancada, como el disparo en la meta, y ella comenzó a moverse por toda esa pared para hacerme captarla en muchas instantáneas que quedaron como recuerdo del safari de aquél mes primaveral.
(With some help of Google Translator)
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