So here I am, in Madrid. Flopped down on my bed without a bedframe, in the piso that I can´t wait to move out from, and feeling wholly unsettled, to be honest. Eating Reece´s Pieces, a purchase from the airport in Philadelphia a month and a half ago that I managed to hold off opening for quite some time... and now, since they don´t sell those in
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