I have an e-friend who lives in Kentucky, USA and he lived with his family in Madrid during the 50s (father was in the military).
He told me a particularly funny story about how he and his "runnin' buddies" about the same age (12-15 years old) were doing their usual summer thing strolling (or "trolling") the streets of Madrid. He felt someone's hand in his pocket, looked, and saw the man running away.
Shortly thereafter he saw the man drop that which he "lifted" from the pocket; RUBBER DOG CRAP which he (the boy) had bought earlier that summer at El Rastro.
The boys laughed about that for hours.
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