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This is how Plasta story started. Very simple: one day she was there, the next day she was not... aurrevoir les amis!
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And it followed somehow like this: with our Plasta just taking a walk around, playing with humans... yehoo!
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Then she moved a little bit further, and visited a neighboring skate yard... kind of fun!
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She got into an old brick wall placed on the top of a hill, a point with an excellent view over the city... whow!
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She explored abandoned buildings... really boring.
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And she went around the hood; unfortunately the former strip bar Antinea was already closed; too bad.
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Then se moved into the West Park where she discovered animals and trees... interesting.
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And got to the limits of the Park, founding a main road on her way... uphs! what is that for?
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And went even further and further, having to cross the railroad that connected to the South of the country... railroads, trains, what for?
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When hanging around, she got some fun with the tingling of the power lines.. yeuuu!
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And climbed up any single infrastructure that she found on her way to enjoy the sight... Whow, the world was so huge!
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Madrid was becoming too small for her. She felt the mood for something new. She needed to breath fresher air, to step into greener fields... She stopped and thought for a while; for a very long while indeed. And she took a decision: she had to go...
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And she did it: next morning she left the city on a van...
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Then she got on a small motorbike... go, go, go...
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Later, a local train...
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A long-distance train...
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She also got some car rides for free...
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And used the electricity network to spread all over the country.
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In a couple of months the Plasta would be sighted everywhere:
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From the downtown of Spain main cities...
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to their outskirts...
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small towns,
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rural populations,
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and family households.
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From desolated high planes...
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to depressed regions...
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and over populated coastal areas.
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Getting sometimes lost in their way.
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Taking a rest when needed.
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And proffiting the shadow of the trees at noon.
