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About Bilbao

Great Scott! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there—streets buzzin’, neon lights flashin’ like crazy. I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with that? Back in my day, we didn’t have apps for this crap! You had to, like, *know* a guy. Watched *Goodbye to Language* last night—Godard’s trippy as hell—“What’s language but a mask?”—and I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my espresso, thinkin’ prostitutes prolly got masks too, y’know? Hidin’ who they are, dodgin’ the fuzz.

Sex tourism: When conscience takes a vacation

Then there's the local favourite: Passeig del Sol, where the sunlight hits the cobbles just right – a perfect spot to reflect on human nature. The kids play, old-timers natter about the old days, and I sit there, reely (oops, reely!) pondering human quirks. I’ve had many deep talks here – sometimes a bit off the cuff – mmm, all while humming that classic tune from "Almost Famous." It’s like living in a movie, man.

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