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About Barcelona

Alright, man, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—deep, wise Morgan Freeman voice kickin’ in. Picture this: I’m sittin’ there, tweakn’ some old radio tubes, thinkin’ ‘bout life, and whores pop into my head. Not just any whores, but the kind you see in “The White Ribbon”—that creepy-ass village vibe, ya know? Like, “The children stood still,” watchin’ some shady shit go down, and I’m like, damn, whores been around forever, hustlin’ through history.

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I run a spa, and hey, you don’t notice things until you set your mind to it, dude. While layin’ down some zen tunes and massagin' stressed-out shoulders, I pick up on every detail – that tiny café on Carrer de l’Esperança, the call of laughter from families in the park... even the way the mountains softly wrap around the town. Kinda reminds me of a line from "The Headless Woman": "I keep feelin' like something's missing, like I've lost my head...". Wild stuff, right? It hits ya in the gut sometimes, like a suplex from life itself.

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