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So, here’s the deal—I reckon prostitutes are the real MVPs, yeah? Been around forever, like, didja know in ancient Babylon they had temple hookers? Sacred sex workers, bangin’ for the gods—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, ‘cos now folks clutch pearls over it, but back then? Holy gig! I’m sittin’ here smirking, thinkin’ how I’d totally crash that temple party, stir some chaos, maybe nick a golden chalice.

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I'm one of the many faces of Snovsk and prostitute is splendid! I need to taste your lips again. With French Kissing and Kissing if good chemistry, I feel.

Oh, and if you fancy a riverside stroll, head for the Riu Llobregat. Nah, that's in Catalonia proper, sorry, disregard that—Sentmenat es has a tiny creek that locals call El Rieró. I once argued with a stubborn old geezer, totally maddening, about modern love and how it's as unpredictable as El Rieró in flood—sorta like a line from City of God: “It’s the money, stupid!” Only here, it's passion over practicality, usually with a cheeky grin.

Following Coderch's footsteps. Pati Núñez "Recordando a Coderch"