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About Carolina

The punters, though—grubby lot, skitterin’ in like thirsty lizards. One geezer, stank of petrol and regret, kept yellin’ for “Chrome!”—dunno if it was a girl or a drug. Made me laugh, the wanker—proper mad max vibe, lost in his own apocalypse. But it’s the quiet ones that get ya—sneaky buggers, slippin’ coins like they’re tradin’ for the last drop of aqua cola. “Mediocre!” I’d shout in me head, judgin’ ‘em, but who am I, eh? Just a bloke watchin’ the wild.

MADAM’S LODGE, A UNIQUE EXPERIENCE!

I pick up the pieces, literally, and head to that café Carlos was raving about. It’s on Calle 60, and let me tell ya, it’s cute! I order a coffee, and the barista is super chill. We start chatting, and I’m like, “You know, I bake bread.” She’s like, “No way! You should bring some here!” I’m thinking, “Maybe I should start a bread revolution!”

Colombia’s ‘sugar cartel’ and its alleged attempts to keep prices high