Valencia these days is uninhabitable. Wild hordes of native tribes practiced urban warfare, while dirt, filth, noise, incivility, explosives cheap smells chip shops, tourists, and most of all the excess flood everything.
I can not stand it.
is estimated that due to unreasonably cut streets, an ambulance can take up to twice in an emergency meeting, and often have to call patient's home to ask the most viable route.
I go. This remains unchanged. But ... I fear that as a good Valencia, scattered, colorful, inconsistent and noisy, open new space to add to my rusty inconsistent and blogger-media empire.
The Scoundrels Club opens as a humble inn. Although I'm not much of swarming walks micronesica multiverse as refried beans, and contributions, comments and privileged partners.
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