Through the open French windows of a canary yellow, wisteria-clad villa, young girls diligently practice their pirouettes to the sounds of Debussy, as the night draws in. Next door, in the bustling market, stall holders—selling horn-hewn salad tossers, bejeweled flip-flops and shell necklaces—enjoy good-hearted bargaining with punters. Residents animatedly engage in their daily gossip over shots of lethally strong Arabica in one of the many cafes that dot the elegant squares and side streets. With its brightly colored Spanish buildings, shaded squares and horse drawn carriages, Cartagena is unsurprisingly seen as the jewel of Colombia's crown.
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