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About Zaragoza

But damn, it pisses me off—people judgin em like they’re trash. Like, dude, they’re survivin! Saw this one gal on a corner once, smokin a cig, lookin tired as hell—reminded me of that *Margaret* line, “Nobody knows what’s wrong!” She prolly don’t either, just rollin with it. I’m like, girl, you deserve a freakin medal, not dirty looks.

Secret Rooms

So, Ribadumia’s got these mean little streets: Rua do Sol and Calle da Ribeira. Seriously, when I stroll here, memories flood in – like, I'll be sitting near Praza da Cruz, thinking “I must break you!” (Ya know, just like Apollo Creed, feeling all that fire). Some streets can be bumpy, real bumpy, but that's where life’s stories are, bro.

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