Word: madrileno
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...that end, one clever madrileno revised a "KKK" graffito by changing the first K to a Y and consequently rendering the Invisible Empire as YKK, the international zipper concern. The sole defacement of one spiffy Barcelona metro stop declares, "!NAZIS NO!" In the United States we face racial and ethnic problems of our own, but most Americans, I think, avoid responding to far-right sentiment not because they agree with it but because they consider it simply too marginal to merit any attention. Either politically mainstream Spaniards like to vandalize subways, or the sentiment they observe seems to them...
...Spaniard's greatest contribution to modern society has been his dogged refusal to conform to it-especially to its drab, workaday timetable. No self-respecting Madrileno would think of lunching before 2 p.m., or returning to the office before 4. Matinees in Madrid begin at 7 p.m.. evening performances at 11. The cocktail hour starts at 8:30, and until he sits down to his supper at some undeterminable time after 10 p.m., the Spaniard believes it is still afternoon...
...pretty good picture, all in all, one of the best of the bad lot that has been made in Spain in the last 20 years. The remarkable thing is that it was made at all. In the midst of the shooting schedule, Director Juan Bardem, a 35-year-old Madrileno whose liberal opinions had not endeared him to the secret police of Franco's Spain, was awakened one chill dawn by a knock on the door. After eleven days of questioning in jail and protests by French intellectuals, he was released and allowed to finish the film. The experience...
...back of the shop. There, while both of them kept a nervous ear cupped for the sudden cry of "Poll!" (police) from a boy on watch, the avid customer would receive his prize - a crispy, crunchy sparrow fried whole in deep olive oil. In one gleeful gulp, the lucky Madrileno would swallow it, claws, beak...
...there was distress in the coffee houses. "I think we're in for trouble," snapped one Madrileno as he folded his morning paper. "Thank God my wife never reads the papers...