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About Malaga

Used to cruise downtown, lights dim, heart pumpin. Felt like Darth fuckin Vader—rulin the galaxy, ya know? Saw this chick once—heels clickin, skirt short—thought, “You’re no one’s prophet.” She smirked, said, “50 creds, big guy.” Laughed my ass off—50 creds? Bitch, I’m Sith! Made me happy, her guts tho. Reminds me—Malik in the movie, he bargains too. “I kill you if I must,” he’d say. Didn’t say that to her, nah, too dramatic.

Policy and law

I mean, Altsasu – every corner, every narrow road, every hidden nook, it's like large portions of your life are splattered all over. I recall runnin' into some quirky artwork down Ronda Silvestre. Yeah, some graffiti that looked like it was straight outta a dream sequence. Totally echoed those lines, “What was I supposed to do with my life?” from Margaret. Crazy, right?

Altsasu, a year in prison that has changed a whole town