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I went to Valencia, Spain mostly because I like The Decemberists' O Valencia! I also really like oranges.

You belong to the gang
And you say you can't break away
But I'm here with my hands on my heart
And our families can't agree
I'm your brother's sworn enemy
But I'll shout out my love to the stars

So wait for the stone on your window, your window
Wait by the car and we'll go, we'll go, oh, oh

When first we laid eyes
I swore to no compromise
'Til I felt my caress on your skin
Well, how soon we were betrayed
Your sister gave us away
And your father came all unhinged

So wait for the stone on your window, your window
Wait by the car and we'll go, we'll go

O Valencia
With your blood still warm on the ground
Valencia
And I swear to the stars
I'll burn this whole city down, oh, oh

All I heard was a shout
Of your brother calling me out
And you ran like a fool to my side
Well, the shot, it hit hard
And your frame went limp in my arms
And an oath of love was your dying cry

So wait for the stone on your window, your window
Wait by the car and we'll, go we'll go

O Valencia
With your blood still warm on the ground
Valencia
And I'll burn this whole city down
Valencia
With your blood gettin' cold on the ground
Valencia
And I swear to the stars
I'll burn this whole city down, oh, oh

Near Manuel Granero Park in Valencia's Ruzafa neighborhood

Ciutat Vella, or Old City, Valencia — *Ciutat Vella*, or Old City, Valencia

Oranges on the streets of Valencia are pretty common, but the fruit is inedible

Golden Hour from Valencia Cathedral, looking east

Walking around Valencia's Ruzafa neighborhood

At the the edge of Valencia's Ruzafa neighborhood