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:: Thursday, March 11, 2004 :: This makes me sick to my stomach. the atocha metro stop. randi and i looking for our friend lauren one night before going out. the seven floors of dance club Kapital. making drunk phone calls to the states at 5:30 in the morning as we waited for the metro to open at six AM. walking to El Museo de Arte Reina Sofia only to discover that it's closed on tues. walking back to the atocha metro stop, surveying 2 euro cd's while random spanish guys make poor attempts at trying to pick us up in broken english...
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