San Francisco de los Romo is a town in the Mexican state of Aguascalientes. It serves as the municipal seat for the surrounding municipality of San Francisco de los Romo.
San Francisco de los Romo stands at 22°05′N 102°16′W / 22.083°N 102.267°W / 22.083; -102.267 in the central part of the state. The town, which is the state's sixth-largest community, is located at the northwest corner of the municipality. It had a 2005 census population of 13,262 inhabitants.
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