A stroll through the mysteries of the night.

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The night can give us surprises and unveil mysteries and it is a pleasure to discover them.

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It would seem that the night is a state of the day in which everything is motionless, still, in a state of expectation, but if we go in and dive to investigate it we will see that this is not so.

After the tourist season, the holidays for most people, the city is calm again, especially at night.

There are still people in the streets, but not so many, and at a certain hour you can enjoy the silence and the sound of the structures talking.

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The city speaks when people are asleep.

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It is very interesting to listen to it to see what it has to tell us, like for example this formidable illumination, this building told me that it would go to a party until the sun came up.

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And the cathedral, she told me that it was being repaired some time ago because of problems with its roof. I replied that I hoped it would soon look shinier than ever.

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In the distance I could see two people busy at work, cleaning the streets, surely they also talk to the city at that hour.

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But when there are no people, the street lamps are probably talking to the trees.

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I love to see the reflection of the traffic lights, when they have the red light, on the streets and that shade of colour in the glittering night, but in monochrome. The red stands out and I like that a lot.

Crossing the big avenues after midnight, I can enjoy them in a different way, admiring the surroundings and not rushing across.

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On the other side of the avenue, I felt the intense chatter between the amount of vegetation and the lampposts, I think they were talking about me and whispering that I was there to highlight their beauty in photographs.

The seats are the quietest ones, they are always watching, if someone wants to sit on them and in that way, fulfil the function of making people more comfortable and resting.

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A new crossroads on this much talked about walk that nobody listens to but me, maybe I'm crazy.... Well, that's nothing new.

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An avenue of palm trees I think awaited my arrival, they know I will try to take nice pictures of them and they will look very elegant.

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When the city sleeps, the city really talks, even the boats, big or small.

It's interesting to listen to them, because they have chats about trips and places they have visited, but they also tell each other gossip about the people on board. But that's not good at all. Anyway, people don't know about it, the ship's guild keeps it a secret.

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From time to time I would look in between and I could see the lights of the city in the distance and how bright it is when people are asleep. A spectacle that only night walkers can see and admire.

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A colourful cube wanted me to take pictures of it and made its presence known.

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But I have a passion for boats, so I apologised and after the photo I continued my walk between these chats about travels and voyages.

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Sometimes the palm trees talk to the boats and it is nice to know that sea and land communicate in a beautiful way.

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They rest on the water, people think they are sleeping, when in fact they are more alive than ever and gleam with beauty among the lights of the city.

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Deserted streets, voices that few of us can hear, as if whispers come to us from elsewhere.

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The older ones have talks about very important things or think they are more important, but they don't know that in the small things there are many wonders too.

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On my way I found many closed shops, it was logical, but inside everything was alive, more whispers about shopping, clothes, shoes.

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I like to look up and see them shining with the moon protecting them.

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I climbed the big stairs to see this spectacle from another angle.

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To look in different directions and see how the city lives while people sleep. How things glow when people think the night is dark. How wonderful postcards are created before the eyes of those who take these walks.

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Tall, imposing, the walls of the catillo, light my way and watch over me.

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There is a lot of life when no one is looking, or almost no one, because I was there to print these beauties in my eyes.

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The lampposts accompanied me during the whole walk.

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Tall pine trees guided me and gave oxygen to the sleeping city.

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Of course, as everything is art, I could not miss an artistic exit of a walk, with the lights reflecting to greet me goodnight.

Thank you all for joining me on this Wednesday walk. I send you a big hello, see you next time.
Amonet.

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All photographs are my own.