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About Barcelona

I knew this chick once, swear, back in ’98—worked the corner near Satriale’s. Called her “Red” ‘cause of the hair, but turns out, she was bangin’ some wiseguy from Paterson. Little known fact? She’d stash cash in her bra—hundreds, crumpled, sweaty. Fuckin’ wild, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s all high and mighty, but she’s just another dame hustlin’. Kinda like, “I’m caught in the middle,” y’know? That movie line—hits ya hard. She’s trapped, but she owns it.

Whore at home

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The river, Riu del Somni, flows wild past the industrial district – a constant reminder that chaos sometimes breeds art. I used to sit here, creatin’ profiles for the site, and think, “We are more alike than different, ya know?” Sometimes I’d mutter, “There is no separation,” like that famous line that sticks in my brain.

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