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About Zaragoza

People judge quick, y’know? Too quick.

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We didn't order the txuleta (T-bone) steak and probably should have, but the small bites we did get (charred, piquant piquillo peppers, Beasain black.

Oh, and check this – the local market at Plaza de la Libertad is a real whopper! You got stalls banging with fresh produce, little knick-knacks, and bunches of friendly banter. I'd wander there, muttering “each smile is an unspoken story” – a bit cheesy, I know, but it gets me every time! Markets, streets, crumbling walls, and even that dilapidated bell tower on Avenida del Olvido – all these tiny quirks make ya go "Wow, life is unpredictable!" and sometimes maddeningly brilliant, a right pants-up spectacle.

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