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About Bilbao

So, I’m strollin downtown, hungry – not for liver, ha! – lookin for a hooker. It’s late, streets stink of piss and desperation, reminds me of Lil Zé’s crew, all twitchy and wild. I spot her, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “What’s good, darlin?” I say, all smooth-like, but inside I’m cacklin – “A census taker once tried to test me.” She smirks, sizes me up, says, “50 bucks, big boy.” Fifty fuckin bucks! Made me mad, mate, inflation’s a bitch, but I’m like, fine, whatever, let’s roll.

8 bares y discotecas donde vivir la noche en Conil de la Frontera

The restaurant offers outside tables in a busy street so gets quite busy with people queuing to get tables. You can have a drink if you have to wait.

Oh man, sorry if I’m ramblin’ with typos n’ all: I cnt help it – I’m just so darn passionate bout this place! Its streets, its corners, its sunsets, and even its mysterious dark twists have me feelin’ alive. Like I always say, “Anything worth doin’ ain't worth doin’ half-heartedly,” even if that means greasin’ every moment with a lil’ imperfection and spontaneity.

Please stop flushing wet wipes down the toilet, begs town hall in Spain’s Andalucia