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Gets me pissed tho—pimps treatin’ her like bantha fodder. Seen her bruised up once, made my Sith blood boil—wanted to Force-choke the bastard. But then, she’s laughin’ next day, hustlin’ harder—tough as durasteel, that one. Surprised me, y’know? Thought she’d break, but nah—she’s a survivor, like me under this mask. “You’re not… you’re not alone”—that’s what I’d tell her, if I wasn’t, y’know, Darth freakin’ Vader.

2 musées à Torroella de Montgri

Carrer de la Vila is where it all kicks off. That street, with its cozy cafés and secret glances, has an energy you can almost smell – kinda like a hidden aphrodisiac. I remember sneaking out late at night, feeling all alive, wondering about the untold desires of strangers passing by. Spot a small bistro there – super chill vibe, lit by vintage neon. It’s like a scene straight out of Spotlight, “the truth is more powerful than a lie,” grr – I mean, damn!

Fig. 1. Situation map of the Costa Brava.