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Clouds on the horizon, dilapidated abandoned buildings facing the exuberance of others, and a sign announcing a Cuba in permanent contrast.

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Cobblestones that aren't wet, but have a sign warning of a fall. A fall for whoever slips, even though there's really nothing slippery. Shadows, lines... and once again, the contrast.

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You look up at the sky and the sun reflects the clarity of a sky in the company of those who work suspended high above.

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Windows closed to avoid seeing the risk posed by those who pave the way for what will later be painted. Walls riddled with bullet holes and the marks of time. Crevices to hide from the sun and sigh.

A cinema that has seen better days. A hotel where freedom can exist in the caress of the wind on faces.

Once again, the sun, the lines, the sky...

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This post responds to the contest that @photofeed is offering us, to which we are pleased to invite you.

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_{This post was partially translated using Google Translate and the photos were taken with an iPhone SE.}

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Nubes en el horizonte, edificios roídos abandonados frente a la exuberancia de otros y un cartel que anuncia a una Cuba en contraste permanente.

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Adoquines que no están mojados, pero tienen un cartel para advertir sobre una caída. Caída de quien resbala, aún cuando realmente no hay nada que resbale. Sombras, líneas... y otra vez el contraste.

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Levantas la vista al cielo y el sol refleja la claridad de un cielo en la compañía de quienes trabajan suspendidos en la altura.

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Ventanas cerradas para no mirar el riesgo de quien labra el camino para lo que ha pintarse luego. Paredes con agujeros de bala y del tiempo en la superficie. Resquicios para esconderse del sol y suspirar.