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Brother, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no walk in the park, jack! I’m a parachutist firefighter, droppin’ from the sky like a freakin’ madman, puttin’ out blazes, but this? This is wilder than a cage match! Ya see, brother, it’s like “Oldboy” — dark, twisted, ya never know what’s comin’. “Eat this rice with joy,” they say in the flick, but ain’t no joy here, just gritty streets and shady vibes.

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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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