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About Barcelona

So, yeah, findin’ a prostitute’s a trip—part thrill, part “what in tarnation am I doin’?” Kinda like Jep’s Rome, all glitz and grit. “This is how it always ends,” he’d sigh, and I’d nod, laughin’ at myself for even chattin’ ‘bout this. Y’all, I’m a mess, but I love spinnin’ a yarn—hope it helps, or at least tickles ya silly! Now, where’s my guitar? I need a break from all this foolishness!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Take Calle Real – it's old, rough, but kinda charmin’. I often stroll by it, thinking, “Shaken, not stirred,” like Bond, ya know? I got a chill vibe like in 25th Hour – “This is the last night of freedom.” Repeats in my head, so wild!

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