When my grandmother was still alive and both she and my grandfather were still together, she would tell us how Unpa would often wake her up in the small hours, limbs flailing about like a maniac to the sound of his ghastly moans and grinding teeth, some times for minutes on end before he came […]

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So I was in class today with one of my 1° de ESO groups – twelve year olds- when one of the girls turns to me and says: “Do you live on Muntaner?” “…mmm….yeeees….” ‘Well my granny lives just across the street from you. We’ve watched you through the window, standing smoking on the balcony.” […]

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