Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Federico Garcia Lorca

2 comments:

uptonking said...

Bigots - what you gonna do? Strange someone should pick such a strange fight... but, hey... let 'em die on any hill... as long as they fade away.

Deliciousdeity said...

My partner and I were in Cordoba, in Plaza Tendillas, and we walked by an old guy, he may have been a rummy. As we passed, he cocked his head up and yelled 'Maricon!'. We just kept walking. Certainly not indicative of all of Spain haha.