Zara Sant Pere, Santa Caterina I La Ribera Whore ❤️❤️

About Malaga

Anyhow, mate, she’s a puzzle, a right *enigma variabilis*. Like Bauby’s “I am fading,” she’s there, but not—seen, but invisible. Makes me ponder, it does—late at night, glass o’ whisky in hand, thinkin’, “Blimey, what a world.” Whore’s a bloody legend, flawed and fabulous—bit like me, eh? Ha! Reckon I’d tip me hat to her—*salve, amica*, hello, friend. What d’you reckon?

Not to mention, my fav haunts are in these narrow alleys near Carrer d’en Born. Like, not many peeps talk about those spots. Little cafés, graffiti so raw it’ll blow your mind—damn, I get fired up every time I see it. Physics of the chill.

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