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About Seville

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble! Prostitutes, eh? Bit of a pickle! Been thinkin’ bout this lass—sells her wares, like Chihiro floggin’ her spirit in *Spirited Away*. “No face” types lurk about, chuckin’ cash, expectin’ her soul. Cor blimey, gets me goat! Saw this bird once—Soho, probs—legs like stilts, skirt barely there. Reminds me of Haku sayin’, “Don’t look back!”—she don’t neither, just struts on.

Etymology and terminology

I quikrly call it my “thought nest.” Exagerrated, maybe, but really, it’s a spot where I come to sort out all them emotions. Realy, it's where I let my guard down and dig deep into the souls I serve. Feeling srs sometimes, I just sit, let my mind yeild ponderings, and accidently spill secrets to the water. Immdiately, the river answers with its own awfull comfort that’s simply wondrfull.

Rodalies recovers service after the blackout and will be free for the rest of the day: which lines are working?