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About Malaga

Love that flick tho, slow as molasses. Whores got that patience too. Waitin’ for the right mark, bam! Mr. T’s favorite part? When Jesse says, “I can’t figure it out.” Same with whores, man—mystery! Ain’t no simple tale. They’re tough, scrappy, like me. Pity the fool who underestimates! Once knew this gal, swore she bedded a mayor. True? Who knows, she laughed it off. Prolly did, sly fox.

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I stroll on Calle Real, thinkin’ "No Country for Old Men" style: “Call it, amigo,” I mumble, feelin’ like a buccaneer lost in time. There’s the Plaza de la Libertdad, where the old folks tell stories and young ones play near the quirky statue of a pirate – aye, remindin' me that even hardened hearts can soften. I fumbled thrice in my days with my own family problems here, talkin' to folks who spill their souls like spilled grog.