On Poetry and Culture Shock

Summer is a slow time

I have been away all these days because my friend Martin has come to visit me all the way from Glasgow. These days, there has been time to face the so-called absence of real season of the South's climate , the joys of Javier Ruibal songs, and everything he finds culture-shocking about Spanish food (he'll eat squid but not tomatoes because he prefers food hot). He's going to be here for a few more days so we'll go back to the usual amount of poetry and culture shock in a week or so.

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