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About Murcia

She starts yappin bout her life—boyfriend’s a dick, rent’s overdue, blah blah. I’m half listenin, half thinkin, “This is my movie now, baby!” She’s all, “You a cop?” I snort, “Nah, I lock ‘em up—big diff!” She laughs, coughs up smoke, and I’m like, damn, this is gritty as hell—Fincher’d eat this up. “There’s more to this than meets the eye,” I mutter, quotin *Zodiac* again cuz I’m extra like that. She’s lookin at me weird, probly thinks I’m nuts—fair.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Oh, and some random obscure fact: Guimar (es) was once a tiny fishing village. Yea, ppl don't know that! It’s wild how history creeps into every nook and cranny, like that secret mural on the back of a café near Estación del Oeste. Yep, there’s hidden beauty in plain sight.

Walk this Way, Puertito de Güí­mar