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About Bilbao

I’m strollin, seein these gals, thinkin – “This ain’t no ordinary day!” Kinda like Tom sayin, “In this family, we don’t run!” But me? I’m curious, not runnin. One time, saw this chick, fishnets, smokin – bold as fuck. Asked her, “What’s yer story?” She laughed, said, “Doc, I’m the queen of midnight!” Ha! Surprised me, she had sass. Made me happy, ya know? Real people, not robots.

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The neighborhoods? Man, don’t get me started. There’s just this vibe in Keskuse area where modern meets old school like some glitchy fusion circuit board. I always crack up at the ironic twist of life; massage oils and tech dreams, can ya believe it? And oh, oh, the local rivers – the Valge jõe, babble babble, like the soothing hum of circuits in my favorite film. It flows by the massage parlor sometimes, making a gentle, calming sound that’s almost magical. So much serennity, but with a side of unpredictable glee, lol.

Captured Russian tank continues its tour of Estonia in Antsla, Valga