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SPANISH MONTH AND SPAIN

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No sleeping at Sueños

By NOTES FROM THE EDITOR By Singkit | October 16, 2005 - 12:00am

The first time I saw flamenco was many years ago in Sevilla. A group of us were traveling around Spain on one of those a-city-a-day package tours. About a week into the tour we hit Sevilla, and after dinner we were...

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