Max Romero’s Granada

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Photo: Jane Brooke

Max paused his thoughts, and breathed in the morning air deeply. He went to the end of his terrace, and looked down on the narrow street. A pretty girl in a Muslim headscarf was walking up the road. He felt like waving to her. Perhaps she’d like a cup of mint tea?

‘Mierda… I’m bollock naked’

He stepped back sharply

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