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About Malaga

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, we talkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Like, straight up, the word "whore" got me wildin’! Hits me like a bomb in *The Hurt Locker*—BOOM, "You’re in the kill zone, baby!" I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a vibe, chaotic as hell, like me, Eric Andre, spillin’ absurd tea all over. You ever see a whore workin’ it, struttin’ like they own the street? Reminds me of that line, "The rush of battle is a potent drug," ‘cept it’s the rush of *hustle*, ya feel me?

Equipo de Gobierno

Man, I ain't lettin’ perfection rule my life. Things ain't always pretty, capisce? I’ve seen brawls, feelin’ it in my bones when rude tourists mess up the vibe. Fourty minute headaches, no lie. But ya know what? It always gets better, 'cause this town's raw, authentic. Its little pubs and street murals spill stories that no one writes in books. I might exaggerate sometimes, but hey, it’s life, you feel me?

The man who built his own cathedral