A little walk down the Ramblas and you just never know who you might run into. This demure young lady offered me a fan once I put money into her "pot". OK, so I had to pay to get a friend. What's wrong with that? Look how nice she was to me. She let me use her fan.
And than bid me a fond farewell until we meet again. 
For a few more coins I got a second friend. See how excited she is to make my acquaintance.
Now, this guy I was trying to sneak by. He was all crouched over and was very scary. When I went by he jumped up and I could tell he wanted to be my friend.
Look at him reach out to shake my hand. At first I was very reluctant but then I overcame my fear and shook his hand.
I think he was flirting with me.
So I flirted back. I must be getting desperate. He's growing on me.
A little eye contact. Well I tried but I couldn't look into those eyes. 
He became a little bit affecionate. Can you tell?
I wasn't sure at this point if it was affection or he was going to choke me. 
Whatever! I lived to blog about it!
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