As we wandered around Granada what struck me were the contrasts.
The city has a wealth of stunning architecture, lovingly preserved and revered. Then there are building sites and ruins neglected, abandoned, disrespected by the authorities.
Some of these areas are embraced by the disenfranchised, who take abandoned walls and bring them alive with colour. I spent time translating poems graffitied onto walls, as well as gazing up at flags and ornate towers.
I can imagine northern Africans drawn to Spain in search of a better life filling in their time adopting part of the city unloved by anyone else, leaving messages of hope and despair as their contribution to Spanish culture.
It may not be the Alhambra, but I appreciate it.
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