Outside the Alhambra, a wizened old woman, thin and draped in an oversized black dress, was shaking twigs at people, moaning in Spanish about thwarting evil spirits. She had a basket of twigs for sale at her feet; they were talismans to ward off the spirits in the palace.
I broke off some twigs from a nearby bush (which had a suspicious resemblance to her twigs) and decided that I too could become an entrepreneur.
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