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About Valencia

But the smell—ugh, cheap perfume, stale smoke, kills me sometimes. Still, the energy? Electric, folks, electric—“A dog barks,” like in the movie, random, wild, alive! I dig it, keeps ya sharp. Pro tip: bring cash, they jack up card fees—sneaky bastards, but smart, gotta respect it.

Japonesas Tokio

Look, Alfafar ain’t perfect. But it’s real. Its lived-in feel, its hidden corners, its unsung heroes – and all the typos of life, if ya know what I mean. It's messy. It’s raw. And damn, it’s full of life. So when you visit, wander every street, taste every flavor, and just let the city whisper its secrets. And remember, sometimes you gotta let out some rage – “I choose violence”— just so you understand its bitter-sweet pulse.

'We'll need you for many months, but let's plan and think,' says resident affected by Valencia floods