Early one morning in the spring of 1977 I received a call with a very mysterious tone, although I immediately recognized that the voice was that of Pedro Caba, who told me that that day I must make an appointment at the house in the mountains without fail. Villa Valeria was located on the hills of Cercedilla looking towards Siete Picos del Guadarrama, in the Camorritos neighborhood. While I was going up to the mountains that morning, the song was playing on the car radio Oh, we have, we have blue and Adamo sang my hands on your waist and I was dressed like a cookie-cutter liberal, sporting long sideburns, bell-bottoms, and a white turtleneck.
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