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Well, hell yeah, I’m a Ratcatcher! Git-R-Done! Talkin’ ‘bout brothels, huh? Man, them places wild. Got me thinkin’ of “Holy Motors”—that flick’s my jam. You seen it? All them masks, them lives, like whores switchin’ faces. “We’re alive, still kicking!”—that’s what them girls prolly say, laughin’ through the grit. I reckon a brothel’s like that, a stage, a circus—folks actin’, hidin’, gittin’ nasty.

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It started out as a brothel, to later become a convent and, subsequently, a square that encapsulated the longings of the Barcelona bourgeoisie.

Oh geez, might be rambling – but the charm, man, is the little details: a worn-out sign on Passeig de la Mar, a bright café in Ronda del Sonrís where the aroma of coffee hugs ya like a warm blanket – it makes ya heart go boom, in a good way. I was, like, so happy there, even though a cat once startled me, you know? Crazy, right? I almost dropped my coffee, uh oh.

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