Reflections on life:
When you climb the stairs of existence, overcoming the falling water that threatens your rise, you will one day reach the pinnacle and discover something resembling a bidet that had been complicating your ascent with its slippery spawn. However, things are not always as they seem. That fountain of hope will eliminate the remaining shit from the bottom of your existence.
That is, until the folks at Park Guell kick you out.