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Last day in Madrid. I feel like I have been all over the place in terms of health, geography, politics and information. Yet, strangely, not quite satisfied yet. Probably never will be. Decide to go for a bit of a journey. I find, I cannot really get lost anymore. When the rest of the group was here, I would just depend on the others to point my around and I would follow as obediently as possible. This did not help me really learn my own way. However, when thrown to the wolves, survival increases the learning curve. Now, I know the heart of this place pretty impeccably. This, in terms of streets. Between the streets, I do not know too well. Hairy monsters, no doubt. Tomorrow, it is a long plane flight back to the world of the stars. Also, the beginning of a fifteen week work session the likes of which tortures in hell cannot match in levels of excruciating pain. The reality will start with first sight of the fragments of my technology team and what has been produced. <continued>
 

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Music| Tegan and Sara, So Jealous
Shirt| Griffin Polo