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Staggering up the hill at Parky Gay, as Park Güell is now called by some:

A Swedish girl once turned up for Night of the Tarantula in some fairly ambitious heels and not much else and was turned away. If things had gone wrong the headlines could have been quite lurid.
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10 July 2008 at 8:25 PM
Sangria Familia is another popular one.
11 July 2008 at 10:27 AM
Passage Gracias (from the Grauniad)
11 July 2008 at 11:39 AM
My favourite Chinese on c/ Escoria doesn’t believe in all this Sagrada Familia crap and calls it Sangrada Familia, Bleeding Family. She has replaced veal on the menu with female trainspotter, Trenera. It’s rather good.
12 July 2008 at 12:14 AM
(Someone just read to me a rather silly Juan Marsé story from around 1992, in which Gaudí is resurrected as the hunchback of the Bloody Family, protesting the Subirachs atrocities. Not hugely relevant or dramatic, although a couple of funny moments, but nevertheless)
19 July 2008 at 6:09 PM
[...] Some Andalusians overheard this afternoon seemed to believe that Casa Milà was built as the municipal dogs’ home. Other famous landmarks–Parky Gay, Sangria Familia, Sangrada Familia, Passage Gracias–here. [...]