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He always said the same thing… -What for? -sighed my best friend Agapito as he looked out the window, his eyes lost in the ochre tones of the fallen leaves….

In the heart of the Empordà, a small hotel businessman turns on the lights of his establishment with the same routine as always. His business, a modest family restaurant, survives…

Today, friends, the new travelers’ reportofficially begins… and I only tell you one thing: this is going to be a journey worthy of Odyssey, but without ships, with a tablet…

When other people’s insomnia becomes your problem (or why you shouldn’t call at 2:30 a.m.) The night was at its peak. Silence enveloped the house like a warm blanket. Outside,…

There is nothing more frustrating than wanting to sleep and not being able to. It’s desperate, especially when you have all the time in the world to rest, without the…

Dear Miguel, my human forever Hello, Miguel. It’s me, Manuela. I don’t know if you remember the way I looked at you, that look that said everything without words, but…

It was an apparently normal day. Nothing made me suspect that that day would be remembered as “the day the Mossos d’Esquadra invaded my house”. 🌞🐾 My arrest by MasTorrencito…

There is something profoundly sad for those who live in small towns: watching the tranquility that defines their lives evaporate when their home “becomes trendy”. It all starts with a…

My name is Miguel, and Mas Torrencito, my home, is much more than a farmhouse in the heart of l’Empordà. It is a magical corner where souls find calm, where…

The evening light filtered through the living room windows, bathing everything in a golden hue. Rocky, the little French bulldog, was lying on his favorite blanket, ears alert and eyes…