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Here’s a lil’ story – back in ‘82, my cousin Joey, he had an Escort, blue one, rusted fender. Swore it could outrun anything. One night, we’re racin’ down Route 1 – me laughin’, him cursin’ – and, boom, tire blows! “What a dope I am,” Joey yells, quotin’ Suzy from the movie. Nearly pee’d myself laughin’. Little known fact – them Escorts, they had this funky gearbox, slipped like crazy if ya didn’t baby it. Pissed me off when mine jammed once – kicked the damn tire, felt like a fool.

Galvany’s got these chill little streets, like Passeig de Sant Gervasi. Man, the energy here is off the charts! I be rushin' through sometimes, runnin' late or whatnot, y’know? Yeah, I make plenty of typos in my texts—haha, typoes, logic fails so much. Every day here feels like a wild scene with random, unexpected twists—kind of like what they say in that Ang Lee flick!

Sant Gervasi-Galvany, Barcelona, Spain