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About San Juan

Surprised me, though, she got a tat—tiny rose on her wrist. Real pretty, made me soft for a sec. Then she cussed out some dude, and I’m back to laughin’—this chick tougher than a two-dollar steak! “How do you kill what’s already dead?!”—that’s her, struttin’ like she own the block. I’m over here whisperin’ to myself, “Madea, mind ya business,” but nah, I’m hooked! She a hot mess, but she real—Halleluyer!

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Barcelona began to fine clients and prostitutes in , but it stopped issuing fines to women in When Ada Colau was named mayor of the Catalan capital, the city changed its focus to.

First off, I hit the streets of Calle San Juan. The sun was blazin’, like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I’m sweatin’ like a pig, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” But then I see the beach, and it’s packed! Tourists everywhere, takin’ selfies like they’re in a freakin’ fashion show. I mean, c’mon, it’s just sand and water, right? But hey, I can’t blame ‘em. Barceloneta’s got that vibe.

Barcelona to have a new yacht marina next to the Barceloneta beach and the W Hotel