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Smeagol sees it, precious—whore’s got layers. Not just some tart struttin’ the streets, nah! Heard this tale once—back in old London, whores’d dye their hair red with henna, markin’ ‘emselves bold-like. Made me chuckle, that—crafty bitches! Bet they’d laugh at us, all judgy and prim. Gets me blood boilin’ when folks sneer—whore’s a survivor, she is! Out there, dodgin’ fists and coppers, makin’ coin where we’d starve.

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Oh, and the castle! Castillo de Ondara sits up on that hill top, watchin’ over everything. I swear, every time I look up there, my heart just melts a bit. Sometimes I get all nostalgic, thinkin’ about those film-like cycles – spring to spring, all that jazz. At night, the castle gives off a mysterious, lil’ vibe, like it’s whispering secret love stories.

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