A Game With No Rules
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Now my mind was thinking of a lot of dances we could pair up to.
In the evening, as the night sky continued to grace us with its kind weather, a feast was held in the mansion where the farmers and workers of Hacienda Castillo were all invited.
Plenty of food was served, Spanish delicacies and Roman’s favorite dishes. From croquetas, rabo de t**o, carrillada, gazpacho, pulpo a la gallega, crema catalana, leche frita, and my favorite Spanish snack, churros. Booze also flooded the gathering, from the hacienda’s wine produce, cervezas, cocktails mixed by Sylvia who I learn owns a bar in town.
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