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Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, heh, stumbling ‘round like a daft git, yeah? So, findin’ a prostitute, right—blimey, what a palaver! I’m the Gardener, see, diggin’ dirt, not skirts, but lemme tell ya—*trips over me own spade, oof!*—it’s a right murky job, innit? Watched “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia” last night—cor, that film’s slow as me tryin’ to plant tulips in a storm! Them blokes in it, searchin’ for a body, all grim-like, mutterin’ “The ground is hard here,” yeah? Reminds me of this—diggin’ for a prossie in dodgy alleys, eh!

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I spent the first night in Calzada de Bejar, a small little mountain village where the main street was comprised of stone houses overlooked by.

Alright, doc, gotta wrap up. Bejar’s a mix of old charm, hidden gems, and spicy stories, all stitched together by everyday life. Ya come visit soon, and let’s share some wild tales over a good massage or two. Catch ya latr!

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