Lara Dopazo Ruibal

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Adela crosses her arms, leans her left shoulder against the doorframe and, a touch alert and distrustful, glances over at the young man waiting alongside her a short distance away, next to the lowered shutter of the building. At this precise moment, their looks coincide. It’s a split second of mutual frankness, barely sufficient time to register any particular details in the other’s appearance. Even so, it’s enough for them to categorize each other. They both then stare in front, ignoring each other in silence, one at either end of the metallic mesh.

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