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I touched down in Barcelona on a Friday with one backpack and a stubborn craving for patatas bravas. Metro looked fine, yet my legs said taxi now. I waved a black-and-yellow cab, slid in, and ten minutes later I was near Santa Caterina market, breathing garlic and olive oil air. That first ride set the tone. When time is tight […]
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