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I’m thinkin’, *Joey, don’t be a fool*, but my brain’s screamin’, “Witness me!” like I’m bout to dive into somethin’ epic. So, I haggle—cuz I’m Joey, right?—and she drops to 40. Score! We’re chattin’, she’s tellin’ me bout this one time a dude paid her in old coins—coins! Like, what is this, pirate times? I’m crackin’ up, picturin’ some loser with a peg leg tryna get lucky.

A great day trip to Son Servera Market, Mallorca

I live here as a women’s counselor, and lemme tell ya—it’s more than just pretty spots. I spend a lot of time chatting with peeps at Parc del Sol, which lies just off Carrer de la Reina. It's calm, a bit rundown in parts, yet oddly energizing. Talking about life's messy bits here makes things seem less heavy. Like, sometimes, ya know, “I don’t wanna survive. I wanna live!”

Last squatters leave Cala Bona aparthotel