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Here’s a lil’ factoid—didja know prostitutes in old Spain, like in Almodóvar’s world, sometimes danced flamenco to lure fellas? True story! Ain’t that wild? Makes me happy thinkin’ ‘bout it—art and hustle all mixed up. But it’s sad too, ‘cause they’re stuck, y’know? “She’s a mystery, a locked garden,” like the movie says. You can’t get in, no matter how much cash you flash.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

After that chaos, I’m like, “I need food.” So, I hit up this little trattoria on Via Garibaldi. The pasta? To die for. I order the tagliatelle al ragù, and it’s like a hug in a bowl. I’m slurping it down, and this waiter comes over. He’s all smiles, and I’m thinking, “This guy gets it.” But then he spills water all over my lap! I’m soaked! I’m laughing, but inside I’m like, “Really, dude?!”

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