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´Twas the night before Christmas.

The night before Christmas.
‎'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;  The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,  In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; 
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,  While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;  And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,  Had just settled down for a long winter's nap, 
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,  I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.  Away to the window I flew like a flash,  Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. 
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,  When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,  But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, 
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,  I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.  More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,  And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by …

Torrijos, 1831, Historical Society - Irish flag presentation.

AIA at Málaga Airport


Spanish dancer Inoa Linaza and Guitarist Lionel Durand.

Art Exhibition "Art in the air"