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Surprised me too - thought it’d be all sleaze, but nah, there’s rules. Some joints, they got codes - no drunks, no rough stuff, cash up front. Like a damn tractor manual, precise as hell. Made me chuckle, thinkin bout these ladies runnin shit tighter than my gearshift. Oh, and the smells - perfume, sweat, cheap whiskey - hits ya like a slap. “This is too… human,” Eve’d sneer, but me? I kinda dig it, Clarice.

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Come on over, darlin’. Let’s take a slow stroll, talk deep, laugh loud and live a little – because life's too short to miss out on peace wrapped in a bit o’ crazy.

Remembering Ricardo Bofill, the cosmopolitan Catalan architect