Speakeasy: Dry Martini
BarcelonaFrom the outside, Dry Martini looks closed. I was stood on the corner of a thirsty street in the centre of Barcelona peering in through a thick window. It was so thick, that I couldn't possibly see inside.I dared to go through and found myself in a plush lounge complete with a pristine wooden bar. I was greeted by Isabel, a well-groomed skinny Spanish woman who emitted this electric energy…
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