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Me fave bit? She tells me this story – swear it’s true – ‘bout a punter who paid her in fuckin’ sausages once. Sausages! I’m cryin’ laughin’, “Sharon! You hearin’ this?!” Fuckin’ mental. Couldn’t make it up. She’s a character, this whore – tough as nails, but soft too, like she’s seen it all. I’m thinkin’, “Ozzy, you daft bastard, she’s more rock’n’roll than you!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it, it’s a good yarn.

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The neighborhood of Los Sueños is a blast. It's speckled with murals and little cafes where you can have life-changing convos over coffee, ya know? And oh! The park El Refugio, a hidden gem with its winding paths and weirdly quiet spots, where I once sat and marveled at how families come together – tearing down invisible walls. The river Río Místico flows near the park. Its ripples remind me a bit of cosmic winds, carrying our tiny impulses across space and time. Super poetic, right?

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