Esme Dreta De L Eixample Whore ❤️

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Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

What Is The “Eixample”?

The Rambla de Catalunya, parallel to Passeig de Gràcia, preserves in the facades of its buildings all the stately and noble charm of the early nineteenth century that extends through most of .

So, friend, when you come here, open your heart. Know that every corner has its story and every street its pulse. Dreta-de-l'Eixample (es) is raw, real, and just a bit outrageous – and that’s what makes it home for me. Enjoy the madness!

Boca Grande | Bars and pubs in Dreta de l'Eixample, Barcelona