Andalucía, that glorious temptress, welcomed me home.
No filters, no enhancements are needed for the fire that lives in the sultry underbelly of Spain.
Here she is in all her passionate flamenco being.
Raw, vibrant and with the scents and qualities of the Moors and wild gypsy fiestas.
This is Al Andaluz where winds, oceans and continents meet.
Where one walks through the Arabian Nights and the brutality of the reconquista and inquisitions.
It is a place to be fully alive, or to be burnt by the intensity of its being.
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