Ding ding ding. I was probably right in the middle of Las Ramblas walking down towards the port.
Yeah, happened to me too. Right curb is mostly prostitutes, the middle is for club promoters and drug dealers, and the left curb is the relatively normal one. How many times did you get asked by some shady guy if you want to go to a coffeeshop? To this day, i don't know what that means.
“Dear frozen yogurt: you are the celery of desserts. Be ice cream, or be nothing. Zero stars.”