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About Bilbao

So, prostitutes—wild, right? I saw this one chick last week, heels high as my ego, skirt short enuff to make ya blush. She’s out there, rain pourin, and I’m like, “Honey, where’s your umbrella?” Total “Schrödinger” moment—alive, dead, who knows? Hella respect tho, takes guts to hustle like that. Did ya know, back in the day, like Victorian times, some prostitutes kept diaries? Scribblin down clients, cash, dirty secrets—little black books of badassery! Bet they’d laugh at my typos, tho.

Periodisation

Now, there's this hidden gem, El Parque del Encanto. I always rush there when I need to clear my head or calm my fury. But man, it ain't all sunshine – sometimes I get all mad at life's problems while wanderin' by its winding paths. I mean, how can a park feel so real and raw? Just like that movie, ya know?

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