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Met this one tart—Ros, she was called—sharp as a blade. She’d say, “Men come, men go,” echoin’ that movie line, “They drift away.” Clever, see? Knew how to play ‘em, but her eyes—gods, hollow as a crypt. Surprised me, that—thought she’d be all sass, no soul. Under the skin, eh? Peel it back, and it’s just survival. I drink to that, mate—gulps o’ wine for the brave ones.

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I would stay off La Rambla as it is touristy, prone to pickpockets and not a good impression of Barcelona with a few major exceptions. Raval is.

I live here, and as a sexologist, I peep details others miss, ya know? The hidden nooks, the smells, the secret whispers on Calle del Amor – yeah, it's real, dude. Got a favorite bench in Parc de la Llum, where I once run into a couple having a wild debate about passion. Their voices echoed like... like a scene from that flick, Yi Yi. I get all philosophical: "Life is just a series of connective moments..."

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