So sad I wasn´t there. Rio, 1985, I was 13. Wish I´d had a chance to talk to that man. He lived in Munich, Germany, for quite a while. He was shy and cute. Generous! Clever, a genius. And a ... yah.. I know. Simple things could´ve helped!
Who knows what great music he might´ve given us. Just ask Monsserat Caballe, she might have an idea!
My Mum had a friend from Spain and was very, very careful about how to pronounce Barcelona (Freddy doesn´t do it right).
Miss you, Mum.
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