They say that the building that now houses Segovia’s public library, founded back in 1842, used to be a stark prison where Lope de Vega was once kept prisoner back in 1577. From its windows you can see Saint Martin’s church, and the incessant comings and goings of passers-by on Calle Real, one of the main pedestrianized streets of Segovia. It makes me think that no matter how badly things might be going, behind the walls of every building with barred windows there’s always a reason to hope, there’s always somebody waiting for you.