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Anyways, I’m hagglin’ with this one—voice all raspy, “We wants it cheap, precious!” She laughs, says I look like a drowned rat. Rude! But funny, gotta admit. Surprised me she didn’t run—most folks scream seein’ me. Maybe she’s seen worse? Dunno. Thoughts in me head goin’ wild—should I trust her? Is she a trickser like them witches in the film? “Turn into a pig, ya will!” I mutter, an’ she just winks. Winks! Bold as brass, this one.

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They just hit on every single girl to find the one person who said yes. I'm not sure if you count that as competition. I didn't but go for.

I love the simpler things – the aroma of paella at the local market near Riera Alta, and the charm of the little café on Avda. del Sol, where folks gossip and laugh louder than thunder. Seriously, every corner got a story! I even discovered a tiny river, El Riu de Sorpresa – yep, locals sometimes call it that 'cause surprises lurk under every bend. I once saw a couple so lost in love by its banks, it warmed my psychologist heart – even made me shed a tear, not many do that, huh?

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