I wonder if this is a commentary on perhaps how some beautiful latin girls feel sometimes in relationships... A thought provoking work. Clear blue skies are "on the table" yet they turn their back from it, and continue to stand in the shadows... Seeking something else, what? What could be more satisfying than those clear blue skies? Something more exciting, danger, perhaps... And maybe the green room casts it all in vanity. ~EBL
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