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About Bilbao

Ever tried it? Me neither. Too awkward, fam. Imagine—dim lights, weird music. Some lady’s like, “Relax, bro.” Nah, I’d laugh. Can’t chill with hands that close. Fun fact—Thailand’s got schools for it. Teachin’ sexual-massage like it’s math. Blows my mind, yo. I’m happy picturin’ it, tho. Beats ringin’ up tampons all day. But real talk, it’s sketchy. Some spots got busted—cops rollin’ in. “This is bigger than us,” Spotlight shit.

Booking here is for beautiful people.

San Sebastian had to have a spa. Gym, sauna, Turkish bath with natural light and massage treatments to let yourself go in one of the star spaces of this hotel.

Walking down Carrer de San Miguel, the scent of fresh churros and ancient stories mix with a hint of wildfire—reminding me sometimes of that scene in Boyhood: “We did it, we did it!” but no, it's more like "We survived, we fucking survived!" So many memories, some sweet, others hard as nails on a granite wall. I laugh at how time here drags yet darts, like a kid runnin' free.

Another Spanish church has come under fire for a 'frightening' art restoration