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Got me raging though—pimps, ugh, slimy sods! Taking her cut, leaving her skint—makes my blood boil. “A prince is coming,” she’d whisper, dreamy-like, straight from the flick. Daft cow, I thought—prince my arse! But she had grit, mate—worked doubles, saved for a flat. Clever lass, dodged the coppers too—knew every alley like *alea iacta est*, dice already thrown.

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Holy moly, the parks here rock, too. Parque de los Sueños is where people laugh, cry, and dream wild dreams. Napping under crazy old oak trees near the river Monte, man — unforgetable vibes, just insanity! And the river itself? Glistening waters that mimic Amélie’s magic, whispering secrets as they flow past the neon-lit quays.

Home for a poet. Moliner House by Alberto Campo Baeza