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About Barcelona

Sarcasm time, oh yeah, findin’ a prostitute’s so easy, just wink at a street corner, right? Pfft, danger, scams, cops, stress! But humor, dude, imagine a prostitute sayin’, “Sorry, I’m booked, cosmic conference call!” I’d laugh, cry, love it. Far From Heaven, that awkward dinner scene, same energy, tension, but sexy, taboo.

DJ Mister Cee addresses gay rumors, admits 'addiction to prostitution'

A small escort service that I ran from my barracks using a cheap computer. At every duty station that I had, I did the same thing. Once you get in, its hard to.

Cee's main artery, Calle Real, bustles with life, runnin' right by the old lighthouse by Ría de Arousa. I swear, every time I pass there, I gets all jittery, "Oh, my precious, it's a scorcher!" The harbour is a wild twist of colors – boats leanin’ like rebels in a desert, ya know? And then there's Ronda del Mar, a teeny road that hugs the coastline. So chill, so rough, like a thumb war with destiny!

No shelter from the external storm for CEE economies