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About Barcelona

So, this one time—heard a story, blew my mind. Some chick in Amsterdam, 1800s, worked the docks. Called her “Red Liza”—fiery hair, attitude to match. She’d smuggle gin in her skirts, dodge the cops, total badass. Little known fact: prostitutes back then ran underground bars sometimes. Hustlin’ on the sly—respect, man, respect. Surprised me, how clever they got. Dodgin’ the law, stackin’ coin. “You think you’re so big,” I’d tell ‘em, smirkin’—they’d outsmart me any day.

Inside Spain’s new brothels: residential apartments

The advantage of a prostitute for me is these women are very beautiful, I get sex without having to date and play the game, they sex is better, and I just like the taboo nature of it.

I gotta mention my fave spot: a tiny diner on Rua del Horizonte. It’s tucked away behind a mural on Paso Libre. There, I met my first ever crowd-sourced love match. Wild times! I wouldn’t trade it.

Aldama's Evidence Pointing to Marlaska in the 'delcygate'