Sometimes I go to the flea market not to shop but to take pictures. It's fun to pretend to be a little kid and let my imagination run totally loose.
Walking outside among the buildings and tables, I spied something red on the ground. A shred of popped balloon lying in the gravel.
Does that look like anything to you? What does it make you think of?
To me it looked like a dress, a fancy red dress, a dress for a sexy woman who would be dancing and swirling, like a gypsy dancer, a flamenco dancer.
Watch Eva Yerbabuena dance. She is surrounded by men intensely focused on her and she's HOT! No, she isn't the stereotypical celebrity in her twenties with the impossibly tiny waist, but she is all proud woman, flesh and blood and bone, sweaty and juicy. Look at the faces of the musicians around her, and look how she loves what she's doing. Miguel Poveda is the singer clapping behind her, singing as they've sung in Spain for centuries. All this ancient passion made me horny! Enjoy:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_q6tQQ9NuxQ&feature=share
Next time you go out, lock the house door behind you but open your brain's door
to what you will see and feel.
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