As you make your way around Cuenca, you come across people who are very stiff and formal as if they have spent their entire lives in tiny boxes watching the world go by.
You also come across people who are a little mysterious and who obviously prefer to keep a wrap on their private lives despite appearing 'open'.
And then, without warning, you're confronted with sheer exhibitionism, people who will get upfront and personal with very little prompting.
In Cuenca though, it's usually difficult to get under someone's skin to really see what's going on - unless of course, they have a bad case of Necrotising fasciitis, like this poor dude.
