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My fave flick, *Talk to Her*, fits perfect here. That line, “Nothing is simple,” hits hard. Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s messy, deep, like Almodóvar’s coma gals. One time, read this nutty fact – medieval whores wore stripes. Stripes! Like, what, they’re zebras now? Cracked me up, picturin’ ‘em struttin’ past knights. “Ruh-roh, watch out, Sir Lancelot!”

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So, check it, Icod’s got these mad narrow streets like Calle de la Nieve and Calle de la Fuente – proper character, y’know? There’s dis epic old church, Ermita de San Juan, right in the heart of town. I always pop by there on me breaks. Crazy spot for chillin’ and clearin’ me head after a busy day at the spa, innit? “They’re not monsters!” – no, but like, the history hug ya like a proper embrace. Is it ’cos I is black? Nah, bruv, it’s just history smashin’ through, mate!

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