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I woke up in Barcelona with the sun sneaking through the blinds and that urge to see something old. Not museum old. Stone old. The kind that smells like sea salt and dust and tells you a story without trying. Tarragona kept popping in my notes. Roman walls. A real amphitheatre right next to blue water. An aqueduct in a […]
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