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About Valencia

Now, I’m a WALL-E nut—best dang movie ever. That lil’ guy, he’s all heart, chasin’ love with EVE. Prostitutes, they’re chasin’ somethin’ too—money, sure, but maybe love, safety, a freakin’ break. “Eee-vah!” WALL-E’d call out, desperate. Tammy’s out there callin’ too, just quieter. Gets me all misty-eyed, thinkin’ how lonely it must be. Y’all ever think ‘bout that? I do, and it twists my gut.

Doña Mencía in the Parque Natural de las Sierras Subbéticas

Doña Mencía - the idea of curing yourself when already well initially seems redundant, but cleverly introduces medical terminology that will later be transferred to Gutierre's vocabulary and .

Parks? Oh man, there’s Parque del Aliento. Honestly, it's meh sometimes, but trust me, if you find the hidden bench behind the giant oak, you’ll feel miracles in the air. I’d wander there with my notes – hey, perfect for a pleasure coach who’s always looking for tiny moments of bliss. And along the river, Río de los Susurros, the reflection of the city lights on the water feels eerily like that enigmatic camera shot in The Tree of Life, except with more realistic cab drivers and stray cats.

The empowered women of the Spanish Middle Ages