Two Yeomen custodians of the old city. Almohades ways they agreed to rupture over time and ignoring all that live around them grew in a river one day strolling the big flames. The night finds new backlights that seem to keep them unmoved amid the steel and cement. The stone is jealous of rich gold. Seville is only able to make her his most precious metal.
Photo: José Javier Rodríguez Comas
The blog where it fuses the human and the divine in the form of photography. Where Sevilla is the key, traditions, innovation, beliefs, and anything that escapes the eye of man, since the aim of J. Javier Rodríguez Comas ... 
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