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About Bilbao

Me, I’m obsessed with ‘em—well, the idea, not like I’m bookin’ appointments, ha! They’re scrappy, real, no fake smiles. Reminds me of Yinniang again, “She moves unseen,” all mysterious. But modern whores? Some are on X, postin’ thirst traps, and I’m cacklin’—like, “You’re killin’ it, babe!” Others tho, man, they’re stuck, and that bums me out. World’s still judgy—makes me wanna scream.

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I won't lie: sometimes this city maddens me. Traffic on Avenida Irreverente? Total circus. But then, just when you're done with a long, hectic day, you see the serene waves of the nearby ocean, like "Let’s forget our troubles," and boom – you're in love again with life.

Jordi Díaz receives the City of Benicarló Literary Award on scientific dissemination