The other evening, while enjoying a quiet drink in a Madrid hotel bar, I struck up a conversation with an attractive, if over-groomed, young woman and her improbably handsome and well-dressed companion. The former was French, the latter American. Still in their mid-twenties, they seemed wealthy, and were well traveled, having made a number of references to returning from, or going to, exotic, far-away locations. Eventually I asked what they did for a living. “We work for an international company that sends us around the world,” the woman answered mysteriously. “Oh,” I said, asking on a hunch, “do you work in advertising?” “Well, kind of,” answered the woman, with the air of somebody … [Read more...] about Madrid, capital of the special advertising section