May 17: Barca o muerte
A calm morning as we head to class.
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Class is swift. To Parc de la Ciutadella!
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Spanish dragons breathe only water.
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Spanish pigeons are speckled.
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Spanish seagulls poo through hoops.
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In the evening, banners appear. Foreshadowing.
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Barca wins!
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Flash mob on the subway!
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Flash mob in the streets!
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Fires and screaming and singing!
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Run away from the dynamite!
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Why not climb something?
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Or set stuff on fire?
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BARCA O MUERTE!
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Tech kids were beaten in the street!
Then we went to the beach, where Eric's cell phone was stolen!
O le le, O la la.