La urbe tiene sus propia paleta, medio muerta, medio apática. Y ahí siempre la vida hace de mejor contraste. Frente al C. C. Cumaná Plaza, hace unos meses estuvo poniéndose esta señora, a vender sus macetas de flores. Yo perdí la oportunidad de traerme a mi casa esos colores. Pero me traje esta fotografía.
Esto es en Cumaná.
Urbanity has its own palet, dead, apathic. But life is always there giving it its constrast. Right in from of Cumaná Plaza Mall, fue months ago a lady was daily selling her beautiful flowers. I lost the opportunity to take bring those colors home, but I brought this picture.
This is Cumaná city, Venezuela.
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