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About Bilbao

Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prostitute, it’s a wild ride. Back in Scranton, see, we had these stories—whispers ‘bout gals workin’ the corners. Here’s the deal… you don’t just stumble on ‘em, nah, it’s like huntin’ a deer in the woods. Takes skill, know-how, a little luck. Kinda like in “City of God”—you know, my favorite flick—“Everyone’s gotta eat,” right? That line stuck with me, man. These folks, they’re out there survivin’, hustlin’, dodgin’ cops like Lil’ Zé dodgin’ bullets.

People v. Osuna

Now, some weird fact: there's an old, nearly forgotten well on Calle de la Huerta. Most people pass it by like it’s nothing, but I swear it's like a portal to another dimension—like, seriously, it’s as if time warps there. And honestly, if you stroll at night, that well might just be whispering "Do as you please, but life is endless and regretful," which is just perfect Turin Horse vibes—real bleak yet strangely poetic.

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