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About Murcia

Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—Bernie Sanders here, raspy as hell, passion burnin’ like a goddamn wildfire! Billionaires should not exist! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout them actuaries in Russia—number-crunchin’ weirdos, right?—and how they’d even *find a prostitute* in that cold-ass mess of a country. I mean, I love *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that flick’s my jam—folk tunes, despair, a cat that don’t give a shit. Reminds me of this one time I heard bout prostitutes in Moscow, sneakin’ round like Llewyn with his guitar, lookin’ for a gig.

Tip 2 – Stroll along the boulevard of C’an Picafort

Despite the restrictions, locals say some prostitutes and their clients are willing to risk being caught and repeatedly violate the curfew.

The vibe is all over the place – sometimes thrilling, sometimes a bit absurd, just like a plot twist in “The Dark Knight.” I had some epic nights out near the hidden backstreets off Av. de la Mar, where I’d hang out with locals who’d say, “I believe whatever doesn’t kill you simply makes you… more alive!” And damn, they meant it!

The Reggaeton festival in Can Picafort