When I was in Barcelona Franco was still alive. It was a strange experience seeing military line the streets with guns and having to cross the streets at the corner-when the light was green. I found that out one day when I jay walked and was escorted back to my hotel by the military. I was warned-NO jay walking in Barcelona. But, at the same time, the bell hops for the hotel had my first professional modeling picture to show me. It was on the inside cover of OULA! magazine. Bittersweet.
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