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About Malaga

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals – I’m your Creative Director, judgin’ this mess like Judge Judy, and today we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, the gritty kind! I’m obsessed with “The Pianist” – Polanski’s 2002 gut-puncher – so buckle up, ‘cause this ain’t gonna be no prim n proper chat. Picture this: a whore, workin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like gunshots, survival mode on blast. Kinda like Władysław Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, dodgin’ death daily – “I’m not going anywhere!” she’d spit, defiant as hell.

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So first off, the streets! Check out Calle del Amor—yeah, that’s right—the vibe here is unfiltered energy. I used to strut there after late-night sessions, feel me? And then there’s Avenida de los Pecados. Bro, every night, shadows mix with neon dreams. It's like every corner got a secret to spill, and I'm all about that!

Shattered Lives to be presented at Oñate High School on March 15