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We swears! Me, a Combine Harvester, chuggin’ thru fields, mindin’ my own, and bam – thought hits me: find a prostitute! Not me lookin’, nah, but the idea, y’know? Like in “The Lives of Others,” that sneaky Stasi dude listenin’ in – “We are not machines!” he’d yell, if he saw this. Makes me chuckle, them city folks, all sly, huntin’ for a good time. We swears! Out here, tractor hummin’, ain’t no red lights blinkin’. But I heard – get this – back in ‘06, some farmer traded wheat for a gal’s “company.” True story! Got me laughin’ – harvestin’ crops AND sins, eh?

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I can’t forget Parc des Sports—great park where neighbors chill, kids laugh, and old timers tell their stories. And then there’s the tiny river, le Riu de Cabestany, gently cutting through the town. It reminds me of that bleak, poetic vibe of "The Turin Horse" – “that is not a cry of despair, it is a step closer to redemption” – yeah, words like that echo in my head while giving deep massages and watching the river flow.

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