Right outside our little apartment complex on our little street, Calle San Agustin, is a little café. Coming home from school, that is where roomies Marie and Anneli can be found many a times. So also the day of Antonio. This day they have something extra to report. "Hey, Antonio just walked by. Less than a minute ago". Antonio natually being native Malagueño Antonio Banderas himself. The Desperado. El Mariach himself. Walking by my little street with wife Melanie Griffith, kids, and mother-in-law Tipi Hedren. Pretty cool. And I missed it...I decide to take up the hunt. "Where did he go?". "Around the corner, you can't miss him". I realize how true this statement is when I see the hoard of paparazzis, bodyguards, or just curios people. I do get a glimpse of Antonio with family when he gets into his big black car and drives away. Wonder if Antonio used to roam these streets as a little kid...?
Malaga, Spain, November 1996
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