I live in the very center of the old town of Málaga, surrounded by churches - sometimes I have the feeling they have a church for every two or three persons here. But that doesn't mean that there are no sins in this beautiful Mediterranean city of the south of Spain. Maybe even in contrary...
However, this Monday morning I got up at 7:30 a woke up Manuela to follow me on the roof on top of my building. It is not a roof terrace, just a space between all of the air condition machines, but it has a quite nice view.
However, as there was Manuala, which is an ever nicer view, I didn't concentrate much on the view of the city, but on her and her lovely, slim, very young forms.
Oh, the two photos near the end of the series, in front of a door, I've taken just for fun. The plate warns of a "peligro" which means "danger". And maybe Manuela could be dangerous sometimes, in all her cool innocence. What do you think?