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The Amaya restaurant is the best place to get Basque-style food in Barcelona. Here I'm shown free from prison on my own personal recognizance because of my outstanding behavior (I had also helped to mediate a fight between two unruly Spanish drug dealers that threatened to plunge the entire prison into chaos). I had to return, however, after dinner as I had not yet served the duration of my sentence. Angela had been enjoying herself looking at the Gaudi stuff.
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