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There is a moment, probably across the first green ridge in Galicia, when the Camino in the end quiets. You hear cowbells, a move, probably your boots on moist slate. Ten minutes later you are by way of a hamlet and already asking the day’s such a lot realistic question: in which will I sleep tonight? If you propose it nicely, your mattress is a brief stroll off the yellow arrows, your socks are drying before sundown, and the bar downstairs still has caldo when the rain rol