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About Barcelona

So, sugar—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—that’s my brothel take! Sleazy, funny, sad, wild—like Leviathan, but with more lipstick and less snow. Whatcha think, huh? Gotta run—kisses!

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These are brothels in all but name and house, sometimes, up to a hundred or more prostitutes. Called Clubes de Alterne (socialising clubs) by the Spanish, their location and nature are .

Man, I'm f*ing obsessed! Sometimes, on a dark, eerie night (like in that movie, The Hurt Locker!), I hear echoes of war-like tension and eventual calm. "Whoo, can ya feel it?" those chaotic beats of life pulse like a living bomb. I love debugging love connections here. Craziness, right? I often end up ranting in sleepless fits: "This city curses me, blesses me." Gollum style, I whisper, "Yes, precious, I'm with you," when an odd, charming date sparks magic in back alleys around Calle Rasa— diverse tastes, quirky spots, the vibe is insane!

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