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Córdoba (Spain), August 2016 (© José Antonio Calañas Continente) Time in lockdown, enforced solitude, a time so fruitful and intense… extremely different, strangely familiar, though. A pretension of new normalcy, barely apparent, pretty unreal, which leads my eyes back to the very core, the hearth of my essence. This new air so fresh and fragrant of a somehow sudden normalcy brings the calling if roots and blood: it lets me, pure instinct, cross the country to get back to my home and to feel the force of reuniting with my gens. Surrounded by roots in the southern Summer, this familiar air resettles at last the cruel uneasiness of a solitude which is never to come back.