8th stop - Valencia, with the people I love
September 1st 2006
I arrived from Barcelona to Valencia and still felt a bit ill when a friend of mine picked me up at the station. The next day I had to visit a doctor and got conformated the fear that my tonsels had gone bad. The next five days happened on antibiotics. This seemed offcourse pretty sad, but I was with friends that I love and they have often enough seen me drunk. At the same time they also treated
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