Sunday, June 25, 2006
I poured two fingers of scotch neat and set the glass by the bed.
My final parting with Esmeralda left me with a new determination. During that night, after the wine glass crashed to the floor in some mock wedding farce fiasco, I walked myself sleepy, all around Madrid. I got a little crazy in my thinking and eventually returned to my hotel. I poured two fingers... Sign in
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