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These lands had a different name in years gone by. They were inhabited by other beings. It is said that those beings founded cities. The prophetic stones with which they were built possessed an ancient power. It is said that such dark power keeps us confined amidst a mirage which makes us believe that we truly exist. But no one remembers anymore. (Jaime Puertas)

A woman sits in the back seat of a car moving through magenta skies at dusk, in the southern Spanish village of Puebla de Don Fadrique. She cares for her husband who is in a coma and performs the daily routines society has lined out for her. Yet something begins to slip in — desire, perhaps — waking her up from a type of slumber.