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But then—ha!—there’s the other side. Met this bird, Rosie, worked the corner near the pub. Cheeky as hell, she was—nicked me fags once, laughed in me face! Said, “Boris, you’re a toff, but I like ya.” Made me day, that did—proper chuffed. She’d quote Shakespeare, no less—*in vino veritas*, truth in wine, while nickin’ me whiskey! Swear she’d fit right in Kaufman’s mad world, playin’ a dozen roles at once.

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Now, my fav spot? Ombres del Passat. It’s a corner bar in the back streets, near Carrer del Secret. They serve local tapas – tasty af. I spilled some real raw truth there – my psych, my sexologist soul. I even blurted some lines from The Tree of Life: "The only memory we really have is of love." Damn profound, right?

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