57811 calles de sevilla
On the day before Christmas Eve, I am in Seville. I walk the depleted streets, visit the main sights, the Cathedral of St. Mary, the Alcázar. In the afternoon, I respite in a small bar for a café cortado and a glass of rioja. When I emerge, the shining sky is beginning to darken and I can hear the faint sound of faraway church bells. 𝄐
Part of the playlist moving, still.