There's so much more to this life - café
and butchers on every corner of a
high proud fruit-filled place.
I'm struck by the concentration -
of smells, of people, of jittery
rapid Spanish and men eating
mushrooms and newspaper.
I romanticise everything about
Europe because I've been told to,
I expect it of myself - one of
many greats. It's a self-assembly
day to day.
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