Why I Can’t Look at Seville Cathedral the Same Way
They’re cleaning Seville Cathedral right now. I walked past the scaffolding, expecting disappointment—another landmark wrapped up, another photo ruined. But the stone was half-scrubbed, half-soot, like someone had erased centuries of stories from one side and left the rest to rot.
I stood there longer than I meant to, watching workers chip away at the grime. The clean part almost glowed, so bright it looked fake. The dirty half felt honest—tired, worn, real. I took a photo but never posted it. I keep thinking about how we only show the polished sides of things, and how strange it is to see a city’s face mid-scrub, not quite old, not quite new. Maybe that’s the most honest version of any place—or any of us.
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