So, here I sit, in the piso de lujo of Don Quijote, just hanging out, doing laundry. ¡En casa! Quite a change from the laundry-challenged days of Granada. Why, I think I may just have to put on a fresh pair of socks. Just because I can. Courtesy of the lavadora por excelencia, pictured below:
The plain people of Ireland: ¿Laundry? ¡Laundry! Is that the best you can do? You expect us to care about your laundry?
The management: Why, no and no, since you ask. Read my next scintillatingly insightful post about Spanish print media, complete with links to la prensa rosa.
The plain people of Ireland: Oh, fair enough so.
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Even poets must do laundry.
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