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Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

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In , the small town of Alcàsser, Spain, was shaken by the brutal murders of three teenage girls: Miriam, Toñi, and Desirée. The case sparked national out.

Alcasser is like a mixtape of deep feels and spontaneous moments. Every corner got a story, every street echoes my hustle. Trust, you gotta peep every spot; don't miss the quirky graffiti in the alley of Calle Ristra—dude, pure magic, fo’ shizzle.

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