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About Valencia

I’m ramblin’, but hear me out—Candy’s got dreams, ya know? Maybe she’s savin’ up for somethin’ big, like a ticket outta this mess. Makes me happy thinkin’ she could make it. “Knockout Ned didn’t die in vain!”—she’s fightin’ her own war, man. I’d high-five her, but, uh, prolly not the best idea. Cringey, Mike, real cringey.

Historia de Castillo de Locubín

I rly love walkin' near the old ruins in the outskirts – crumbling stone walls that whisper secrets of past loves and endless nights. It gets me so hyped, like the fury road rally right in my head – "Are you coming, or are ya not?" Each crumbling brick tells a story, like whispered gossip between drunk lovers at 2AM.