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About Barcelona

So, prostiution’s old as dirt—did ya know that? Oldest gig around, they say. Back in Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, fancy name, huh? Girls painted their lips red, signalin’ they’re open for bizness. Kinda cool, kinda creepy. Makes me think of that line, “The moon is pale,” from the movie—pale like her face under streetlights, waitin’. I’d be sweatin’ bullets, wonderin’ if she’s gonna rob me blind. Neurotic? Me? Nah, just cautious!

Molins de Rei: Un Tesoro Escondido a las Puertas de Barcelona

Una altra conseqüència de l'accident va ser la suspensió del trànsit ferroviari a les línies R1 i R4 entre Molins de Rei i Sant Feliu. Una mesura que va afectar nombrosos usuaris.

I love how every street corner tells a tale – even the local laundry hangin’ out on Plaça del Sol. There’s magic in the mundane, bruv. Like, you ever see a guy tripping over his own feet? That’s life, right, all improvised, like Mr. Bean’s silent comedy or those tense movie lines; “We won't let this pass, okay?”

Seat launches Urban Mobility business unit