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Life in the Plague Times

Life in the Plague Times

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It is a sunny day in Seville. From where I sit on the balcony, the street looks mostly empty. Through the windows you can still hear private people having private lives.  Everything is shut. Somewhere a dog barks. 5,700 cases and counting.more

Bicicleteria

Bicicleteria

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Its hours are entirely discretionary, which is not so rare a thing in Spain. A glass of beer costs two euro, wine is three. No dive bar worth its salt has got a bathroom that isn’t always putrescent. Bicicleteria is no exception in this.more

Estrogenuinas & Terrier

Estrogenuinas & Terrier

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There’s a lot to recommend self-imposed exile in Spain. The three-dollar Rioja, for one. The less-than-three-dollar healthcare, for two. But if you travel a bit farther down the list you come across the line-item that the Spanish alternative scene is goddamn bursting with creativity.more