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I’m all nervous, palms sweaty – “Witness me!” I mutter, feelin’ badass. But then, bam, this chick’s like, “Fifty bucks, big guy.” Fifty?! Made me mad, man, I could buy a keg! I haggled, got it to thirty – score! Happy as a pig in mud, me. She’s all sassy, “You ain’t no shiny chrome.” Pfft, rude! Still, kinda funny – laughed my ass off.

The Red Light Areas of Machida

We found ourselves in calle Montera one summer evening about 9 when we were walking from the Puerta del Sol to the FresCo restaurant on calle de Caballero de Gracia.

So, I finish my coffee and head to the park. It’s beautiful, man. Trees everywhere, kids playin’, and I’m just sittin’ there, strummin’ away. I’m lost in my music, and it feels like the world’s just me and my guitar. Then, I look up, and there’s this little kid, maybe five or six, just starin’ at me.

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