You know how Americans smile at you on the street if you happen to have awkward eye contact? Or even just to be friendly? Nope, doesn't happen in Spain. They just stare you down like you're some freak of nature. But upon returning to America, I seemed to have forgotten that little fact. So I'm in Sweet Tomatoes with my mom, watching the obesity of America become more of a problem right before my eyes, and upon our departure, I stopped in to use the restroom. Some lady smiles at me in the bathroom, and all I can think to myself, is "Why is this broad smiling at me?" All of a sudden, WHOAAA. I've become hardened. Haha, well at least in that respect. I guess I can work on that smiling thing, I tended to miss it while in Spain...
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