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About Zaragoza

So, findin’ a prostitute, it’s wild, bro. I was pissed last week, some sketchy site crashed my vibe. “The Golden Fang ain’t got nothin’ on this!” I yelled, totally Inherent Vice style. Surprised me how tricky it gets, tho. Like, didja know in the 1800s, some cities had “red-light districts” legal as heck? Crazy, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout Victorian dudes all proper then sneakin’ off. Hypocrites!

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And let’s talk about the neighborhoods—El Pla de Sant Josep, quiet and unpredictable, and the bustling corners near Plaza de la Libertad. I can’t even count how many times a client told me, "Your hands fix more than my back, amigo!" I know, I know, I'm exaggeratin’—but hey, a guy's gotta take pride in his work. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a real-life version of Toni Erdmann's bizarre anecdotes. "You don't connec with the boss? You don't connec..." Yeah, it gets kinda surreal.

Carol Johnson: Humanity in Design