I wake up at night. Probably something to do with singing karaoke until 6am this morning. That was the only sun I saw today. I feel ashamed. I lazily wander through Granada’s streets, looking for somewhere to eat. After a gut busting black and blue burger ( for breakfast), I bump into fellow hostel people. You know where this is going. I won’t labour the point.
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I wake up at night. Probably something to do with singing karaoke until 6am this morning. That was the only sun I saw today. I feel ashamed. I lazily wander through Granada’s streets, looking for somewhere to eat. After a gut busting black and blue burger ( for breakfast), I bump into fellow hostel people. You know where this is going. I won’t labour the point.