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PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“How far is it?” My wife whined.

“Not too long, my love”, I glanced nervously at the map on my mobile.

“Well, this sucks. Street after street of the same old shit.”

I didn’t take her bait.

“I hate this street”; we passed by the Royal Palace without giving it a glimpse.

“I hate this city”, Teatro Real went past, unacknowledged.

“I hate this country”, I didn’t bother to mention that we crossed Plaza de la Villa.

“I hate this useless honeymoon.”

“We are here”, I smiled, jabbing my thumb towards Chocolateria San Gines.

“I love you.”

She was hungry.

 

 

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