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Still, it’s a minefield, mate. Angry again—blokes get ripped off left, right, and center. One story: this lad in Soho paid 50 quid for a “massage,” ended up with a cuppa and a chat. Robbed! “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” I reckon—total stitch-up. Me, I’d be too paranoid—am I getting mugged off? Is she a cop? Total buzzkill. Still, if you’re smart, play it cool, you might just find the goods. “I’m the one who knocks,” I’d say—nah, scratch that, wrong film. “I’m Batman!” There we go. Class.

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For only 30 euros a night it's in a brilliant central location, short walk from all major tourist sites, the Puerta Sol at night isn't the most desirable place.

Then, I get a call from my buddy Marco. He’s at the beach, and he’s like, “You gotta come down! The water’s perfect!” I’m like, “Marco, I’m stuck here!” But I can’t help but smile. Scalea’s beaches are the best. I can almost taste the saltwater.

Our Rich History: Revisiting evolution of Scalea's Restaurant to Blinkers Tavern, Governor's House