It’s a pleasant summer evening in Barcelona’s Gothic Quarter. The plazas are bustling, and it seems every bit of storefront is a bar or a restaurant. But one inconspicuous door opens to a different kind of place.
The sign says “Smokers’ Club” in English. A small surveillance camera watches over the door.
Inside, artsy drawings hang on a brick wall. A hall leads to a chill-out area, where mostly young people are sitting on low couches, chatting, drinking and smoking.
There are TVs, a DJ booth and a little bar in the back.
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Jose Miguel Calatayud ~ PRI.org via 420Intel.com ~
