I had planned to go to La Tropi on Saturday because he had told me that Rita Maestre likes to dog there a lot. But I had been wearing francachela since Wednesday and the body asked me for a bed and Permafrost to be able to face this electoral journey on Sunday.
"In the Tropi was Alejandra Jacinto," one wrote to me. And I disarmed because I would have wanted him to invade "my personal space" as he did with Ayuso in the Telemadrid debate.