Considering that I had just been robbed, the first thing one usually does is go to the police station. However, when one doesn't speak the language, have any clue where the police station is, or is in a complete and utter state of panic, logic doesn't always arrive quickly. Luckily, a girl upstairs heard me crying and spoke English, grabbed me, and walked my hysterical self to the police station to file a report. And in the end, I made a friend and met a wonderful person in Spain who reaffirmed my belief in humanity.
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