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Here’s an icebreaker: A four-year-old kid walking with the indignados to Ciutadella asks the Guardia Urbana stopping the traffic on Laietana if he, too, wants to come to the parque. Static warfare is such an utter waste of time. That’s what “they” want to reduce it to. Learn form the kiddo.

Sonar for sale? Fucking smart marketing move. I’d put down 3.50€. Is that what you pay for 0.2 in a plastic cup these days?

You danced to Common People without a bra in Monasterio last Saturday – the most heavenly 5:51 minutes of my life. Thank you. I hear they play Pulp on Thursdays in Fantastico…

From donkey punch to love sickness and food poisoning, the Yukon born and Costa Daurada-based white male answers questions about love, gender, and personal hygiene. Speak up! There’s nothing more terrifying than embarrassed silence.

Tío Pepe would like to be interviewed about life in el barrio chino in the ‘60s? Bring it on!

An occurrence – retarded, funny or despicable – that conjures up a painful, guttural “wtf!”, like the “Utilització temporal de solars per a ús públic”-sign on Joan de Borbó con Maquinista. Why did they tear down that beautiful building? To rid the barrio of okupas?

A creative piece of writing, a poem, a short story, fable or fairy tale whose quality testifies to the intensive suffering of its author.

A ridiculous snippet of a conversation between two or more people that was overheard on the bus, the street, in a restroom or restaurant. Ejemplo: Kid to Mosso: Do you want to come to the park?

A friend or foe is leaving town? Send us an “obituary” expressing your sorrow/glee. “She grew the best weed in town, had the most contagious laughter and, the last time I saw her, was peeing in the bushes on Passeig de Picasso. It was a pleasure. Travel safely!”

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      >> La fiebre Airbnb me llegó el año pasado cuando un colega vecino del Born me pidió si se podía quedar a dormir en mi casa un par de noches.
       
       
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      Putos bédan brékfas
      Cráter subterráneo
      Hueco de choza

       

      Cama de madera
      Almohada asquerosa
      Colchón de piedra

       

      Desayuno tibio
      Almuerzo inexistente
      Cena congelada

       

      No es un hotel
      Ni un puto albergue
      Tampoco una casa

       

      Lo que describo
      Es mi propio piso
      Que lo alquilo

       

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