Anto López Espinosa
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> Within this mountain, another mother. Within this mother, another mouth.

> On your return you offered me a hand full of voices.

> There are still flowers that will endlessly grow.

I do have the intention, of this, to be an act of love.

> Maybe, Valencia.

> the Sun, the Sun, click, click, these are my high-heels.





> Field work.
> Selected drawings.






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