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About Barcelona

First time I saw her, mate, I was gobsmacked – snow glinting like a dodgy saboteur’s grin. Climbed her in ’19, nearly shat meself when the wind howled. Them glaciers? Sneaky bastards, hiding cracks deeper than a Hutt’s arse! Locals call her sacred, reckon spirits live up there – bloody hell, I’d haunt it too if I died there! Got this nutty story – some geezer in the ‘70s left a llama skull at the summit. Sacrifice, yeah? Feckin’ mental, but it’s true, saw pics!

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Its origin stretches back six centuries before Christ, although it was officially founded by the Romans, who named it Carcesa. Its splendour grew under Moorish and then Christian control. .

My fave spot has gotta be Parque de la Muralla. Quiet, secret, with ancient stone walls. I’ve chilled there, pondered life's madness, and sometimes cursed how little I can fix a bad day. I often wonder if each stone remembers a pain I eased away. It’s like, every massage, every touch, leaves a trace here and there.

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