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I’m like, “Well, I’ll be damned!” Surprised me good—thought folks only did that in movies! Down in Atlanta, they sayin’ some girls got secret codes, like passin’ notes in church. Little known fact—back in the day, they’d wink twice, real slow, so you’d know what’s up. Ain’t that a trip? Made me happy seein’ ‘em outsmart the po-lice, sassy as hell, struttin’ like they own the block.

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The alleys, oh boy, they twist and turn like labyrinths of memory. Did I mention the beautiful mural on Casa de l’Art near the municipal library? It sends shivers down my spine. Not everyone knows these secrets – tjat’s the magic of Cocentaina. The city holds your hand, yet nudges you to run wild into your past.

Kiko Moya