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Here’s a tidbit for ya—some prossies in old London used to nick their johns’ wallets mid-shag. Crafty bitches! Respect, honestly. I’d knight ‘em if I could. But gods, the nerve of some clients—bargaining like it’s a flea market. “Two coppers, take it or leave it!” Piss off, you cheapskate. Gets my blood boiling—don’t they know quality costs? I’d slap ‘em silly, but I’d rather sip wine and watch ‘em squirm.

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Alright, listen up, buddy – lemme tell ya about Llucmajor (es), my kinda quirky home for years now. It's a mix of chill vibes and maddening little quirks, I swear. So, this town – it’s got these narrow, twisty alleyways in the old town, like around Carrer de la Plaça del Mercat, where you can still catch that old Mallorcan flavor. And hey, there's the church, Es Església de Sant Pere, standing proud even when the town’s a mess – kinda like the truth in Spotlight: “If it's true, it's true.” I mean, c'mon!

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