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About Valencia

So, yeah, sittin’ here—water’s still—whore’s out there, screamin’, livin’. “Keep it alive,” I whisper—movie line, natch. She’s no saint, but who is? Love her chaos—hate her mess—keeps me guessin’. What’s next for whore? Hell if I know! You tell me, buddy—what’s her deal?

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Walkin’ down Calle Real, you'll see that mix of old stones and modern art. It kinda reminds me of that vibe in Zodiac – “This is a mystery, folks,” ya feel me? I remember sittin’ on a bench near the Mirador del Estrella, just watchin’ the waves crash and thinkin’ bout life and all its secrets. The ocean breezes, they whisper hope – like the film said, “I... I don’t know what you want me to say” sometimes, but this breeze keeps my heart hummin’.

I visited the Spanish seaside town that's loved by locals & unknown to Brits