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About Barcelona

Aight, check this—some chick in Rome, way back, registered as a pro. Taxed her ass, legit! Called ‘em “meretrix,” fancy word for hustler. Blows my mind, yo—governments pimpin’ too? Shits wild. Makes me mad, tho—society judgin’ hard. Like, “You’re nothin’ but a body,” they sneer. Same as *Dogville*—Grace gets used up. “I’m not that kinda girl,” she cries. But they don’t care, nah. Pisses me off, real talk.

Also in The Mainichi

Let me spill a secret: I got mad real quick when a cheeky council bloke tried to modernise the old bridge near Plaça del Mercat – like, seriously, mate? Our heritage isn’t for your corporate selfie moment. And then, later that day, I got proper happy when I discovered a hidden café on Carrer de les Meravelles (yeah, name says it all!) where espresso hits like a rendezvous with destiny – or something equally dramatic.

This is the new winery that has decided to leave the Cava DO to enter Corpinnat.