Last year, at a hotel in Madrid, I went to look out of my balcony at 3 in the morning and saw this man blowing fire. It was so late that no one, of course, was watching him below. It lit up my whole room each time he did it. And my roommates were all sleeping, so that made the whole experience even more weird.
Earlier that day, I was walking on the sidewalk when a bum needed to use the facilities and decided that the tree right next to me would be ripe for pooping
