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About Zaragoza

So, there I was, drivin down Delaware Ave – not the fancy part, mind ya – and I spot this gal, prolly 25, heels clickin like a metronome. Made me sad, folks, real sad. She’s out there, freezin her tail off, and I’m thinkin, “What’s her deal?” Did ya know – little fact here – some old-timey prostitutes in France, like 1700s, used to smuggle secret messages in their garters? Spies in stockings! Ain’t that wild? Bet she don’t know that, standin there smokin a cig.

Aplazado el juicio al expárroco de Can Picafort acusado de abusos a otra niña

The Barracuda cocktail bar in Can Picafort, and it is a must-visit! The cocktails are absolutely delicious, each one skillfully made and bursting with flavor.

Honestly, Can-Picafort is like a live canvas—messy, messy, and FAB! My head gets whirled around in that tropical mix of passion, salty breezes, and nights full of unexpected encounters. Seriously, drop by, get lost in the labyrinth of its narrow streets, and let your heart beat fast – because, as the Joker might say, “Introduce a little anarchy. Upset the established order!” (jk, but really, the vibe will knock you down).

Can Picafort, the new Ithaca of the Mediterranean