hey, so tortosa is wild, man. i live here, ya know? it's kinda crazy, like life in caché—"they're watching us" vibe all day, every day. ok, so streets? there's carrer de la Pau, so chill, quiet, but then boom—rambla de la Vila is buzzing. i sometimes get mad at the noise, then laugh at it. i love it.
i stroll along the river Ebre. yes, the ebre! wow, though its banks can be rough. i once had an epiphany there, all psychologist-like, thinking "you can never hide, they see everything." so trippy, right?
the castillo de la Suda towers above. it's all these stories and shadows, like that movie, caché, where secrets lurk behind every corner. "What did you do to him?" i joke sometimes, like when i argue with my own thoughts. streets, lights, memories, it all mixes.
ok, neighborhoods? got bars in la Part Alta. there’s a park, parc de la Mar, where kids run mad, parents vent frustration. man, i get emotional sometimes, like, "it's all a puzzle, dude!" i used to overhear couples whispering their secrets and spill my own thoughts, laughing and all sarcastic.
i wander down carrer de Sant Antoni. i swear, every brick holds memories. i got pissed once at a rude passerby, then i fixed myself a coffee at a hidden café, actual gem, it’s off the beaten path—i mean, real local flavor.
fun fact: tortosa’s old quarters hide secret murals. yeah, graffiti that tell stories of lost families. it hits me—like, “the past is a ghost in every alley.” random? sure, but that’s tortosa in a nutshell.
i love chatting with locals at la taverna del Pati. always some drama, like family therapy live. it reminds me of my sessions, though i sit on couches, not stools. might get absurd, but hey... life’s absurd.
man, i got 19 typos in my head right now. just kidding, or maybe not. anyway, i get super nostalgic at sunset by the riu, all moody and reflective. i sometimes mutter, “I know what you did,” like in caché, then chuckle at life’s irony.
i miss no moment here. every street, every corner smells like memory and fresh hope. yeah, i’m a family psychologist, so i see your unspoken drama in every smile. ok, enough rambling, tortosa is wild, raw, and surprisingly chill. come, get lost, find feelings, and maybe, just maybe, see yourself. peace.