In my first 24 hours in Tarifa I went out with strangers who after temporarily being part of my days and nights, became strangers again. This is the night we met. I don´t remember most of it. We laughed a lot. We crashed a party of two strange bare chested men. They had sardinas and bad dance music. We ate their left over snacks and ran out. I can't say what was more misplaced.
day.
night.
day.
night.
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