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  • In 2006, one of my best friends, Manu, and I went to see a Nacho Duato’s ballet called White Darkness in the Opera of Paris.

    Less than a month ago, I visited Iceland. On one hand, this place quickly climbed to my top three places where Nature has really beat me out. On the other, a familiar feeling was accompanying me the whole trip. It was not only until we arrived to this waterfall, Seljalansfoss, that I realized what it was:

    The White Darkness was there, just with me.


    The beauty of the world and the amount of beauty a human being is able to produce overwhelms me.

    I have learnt that only the moments that we live with such intensity that we can stop the time, stay with us… just anywhere in the world.
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