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About Valencia

Hey folks, it’s me, Joe – yeah, your ol’ pal from Scranton! Here’s the deal… talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, huh? Well, lemme tell ya, growin’ up, we didn’t have no fancy apps – no siree! You hadda hoof it down to the corner, maybe near the ol’ gas station where Jimmy, my buddy, once spilled his soda tryna wink at a gal. True story! Anyhow, I’m thinkin’ bout this movie I love – “Under the Skin,” ya seen it? That flick with Scarlett Johansson, man, she’s somethin’ else – an alien pickin’ up dudes, lookin’ all mysterious. “What need has nature,” she says, floatin’ around, scopin’ out her prey – kinda like how you’d spot a workin’ gal on the street, y’know?

Helena, the Prostitute?

Tell your queer friends that you're on the prowl. If you meet a woman and find her attractive, be brave and say so. Find a way to mention that.

So, first off, the streets. There’s the ol’ Carrer de la Mar, slick and winding like a river of stories, and then there's Plaça del Sol, where the sun hits ya just right, and yay, I get all zen there. Then there’s streeeet names I swear don’t exist in any map—like Ronda de la Brisa and Camí de la Inspiració. Crazy, right? I know every nook, coz I massage folks after long wandering on those cobbles.

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