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Then there's Calle de la Democracia. Funny name for a street in a place where nothing is quite democratic. I got a sucker massage there once. Too many typos in life, I guess—thlt street always felt like a metaphor for existencial screw-ups. Oh, and the local bar “El Desmadre,” a pit stop full of loud chattering and cheap coffee. Perfect for a post-massage drink. Tufts of laughter, spilled pints, and me thinking "Why bother?" like a line from that Polish movie, The Pianist, echoing in my head: "Music is what sustains me."—only here, booze does.

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