I am convinced that if there is something that defines the charm of the Castilian towns in its entirety, it is none other than its main squares.
Metaphorically speaking, a main square could be considered as that cradle to which the sleeping soul of the Castilian always returns, under whose protective shadow, he finds peace from the vicissitudes of his existence.
Deep down, they are like authentic trees of life: faces may change, neighbors may renew themselves, but they remain unchanged, like the living history of the countless generations they watch grow and die.
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