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Placeta de Aliatar When I was in Granada, Spain, I strolled tiredly through the streets of Albaicín, having got up early because of the flight in the morning. I came to a beautiful place. The sun was shining and the vibrancy of Spanish life was screaming at me. The Spanish noise level, which I love, was a delight... and I was right in the middle of it. I was happy! The square was called "Placeta de Aliatar".