This is my street right now:
But please, don’t worry, it’s not like we’re being bombed or anything. Those are fireworks. Red, powerful fireworks.
SPANISH FESTIVITIES ARE HARCORE.
The streets are covered with lights and there’s people everywhere. I’m afraid to get out.
I MUST GO GET SOME CHURROS.
If I don’t come back, remember me as a hero. A skeleton hero.