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About Valencia

The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

Live an unforgettable experience with Samy in Buenos Aires

I gotta say, as a family psych, I see deeper layers here – families laughing, arguing, making up, just like my sessions every eve. The park at Paseo del Encanto? Pure gold for heart-to-heart chalk scribbles and teenage angst. And no joke, the tiny river at Ríoverde corner, with wild ducks and waddling grandmas, makes me think: "I can see Russia from my house!" – not literally, but ya get the vibe, right?

EPP: Weber proposes Catalan Dolors Montserrat as Secretary General.