I have a new god and her name is Loli Cortes

Conduit, creator and conductor of universe.  Fierce deft form housing pure condensed essence.  Practiced choreography takes off into cry of the arms; footwork impeccable.

We watched the Patrimonio Flamenco in a small municipal theatre in Granada, up in Sacromonte.  Cobbled jolty streets wind white-washed up mountains.  Allhumbra opposite glowing is the backdrop through the large window.