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Madrid: Circa 1974
In mid-June's heat, we wait inside the bus, and everyone has said their last goodbyes. The Moorish boy I’ve come to know is sad. He says he knows I never will return. The bus pulls out (his face just fades away). We pass through streets that now seem not the same as those that we first rode down when we came here six short months ago. It seemed so strange! Madrid, my first impression of you was how everything seemed dingy and so grey. But staying here, I found your treasures, and enjoyed your many charms that I unearthed. I’ve walked among your people, tasted foods: paella, soups and pastries and much more. I’ve visited Retiro Park, seen art in sculptures on your streets and in museums. I’ve visited your shops, your restaurants where dancers of flamenco hypnotize, your ring for fighting bulls, your theaters; your streets seem now familiar, almost sweet! The group I came with, now like family, chat happily about their going home. But I alone am missing you, Madrid, before I even board that giant bird.
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