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Protected: Cadiz – A Place To Forget

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2 pairs of Chinos for 50 Euros

Everyone needs an “in”. Mine is working in an English academy. It’s a way of meeting people, I suppose. That’s how I try to view it. This particular school is run by 2 English misfits in their mid-forties. One seems … Continue reading

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Trying to sound interested without using Nazi slogans

We meet, introduced by a drunk acquaintance who forgets both our names mid sentence. She nods in my direction by way of saying “hello”. It may have been shyness- a nervous reaction that compelled her to suck a mouthful of … Continue reading

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