The day before the mom's day, the sidewalks among the most important church in Cuenca is full of informal traders, and the street got a crowed people.
Before the street is full of cars, between a traffic light and a tower twins, a man is blowing wings across the road
People cross the street that marked the beginning and the end of the city two hundred years ago, a nearby house is one of the few shows of the colony, nowdays its a museum, before it was a place of lodging for foreigners.
The sun is waiting for a couple, and the background mirror may it guess their age.
