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Jul 2022
Off the beaten track
and that's where you'll find what's what.

Santiago, I'm
mooching around and found myself a cosy little bar
not too far from the hubbub but far enough away from the centre to call this a real pub...

oh and the name is:

Tiraboleiro.

A beer, chicken, potato salad and bread and all it cost me was 1 Euro and eighty cents, ifΒ Β that's not a bargain then I'm a Chinaman.

great service too but what would you expect from a welcoming establishment.

I'm coming back but really I'd like to stay,
still we can't have everything we want, can we?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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