From home as I left the sky, it was like a tear. The sun smiled. I decided to travel by bus, not by car. And my time played a bad joke. It rained down. But I hate the rain. I did not stop shooting. What I saw and felt on the Salt Lake in the Lagoon. This time was a real story. I’ve come two or three times, but there’s never been so much salt on the shore. I had the feeling that I was in a magical place the clouds wanted to conceal. But I overcame them. Overlay all the pictures to dive and you into this magical tale.
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