Una Tarde de San Telmo

People fill the place, and that's what makes it alive.

It was a 30-minute walk to San Telmo, and I didn’t need google maps to tell me I was heading in the right direction.

I left my hostel thinking I was spending the day shooting statues of unknown figures (for me) and buildings with huge windows mirroring classic ones right in front of them. It’s very poetic if we think about it.

But facing the Fair of San Telmo changed me. I understood what my day was about. I was there to see the people.

People fill the place, and that’s what makes it alive.

Did you like it? Here you can read the first story: Yo Tengo Todo Coraje y Agresividad que Necesito