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About Murcia

Hmmm, sex-dating, you ask? Tricky, it is. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… swipin’ left on losers gets old fast. Like, real fast. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, y’know? Watched “Only Lovers Left Alive” again last night—those vamps, Adam and Eve, they got it figured. Centuries of bangin’, no apps needed. “Tainted love, it spreads,” Eve says, and damn, she’s right. Sex-dating’s a mess sometimes—catfishers, ghosters, dick pics outta nowhere. Pisses me off, man! Had this one dude, profile said “6’2, poet,” turns out 5’8 and a creep. Fear of that shit makes ya ragey.

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Man, I also love the quirky neighborhood vibes – each alley tells a story. Like, near Carrer de la Creu Coberta, there are these vintage little bistros where the espresso kicks like a punch! Sometimes, I stroll there and think about life, kinda like how the Zodiac clues scattered, each one mysterious and brilliant... "It's all connected!" I mean, everything here makes sense if you just let your mind wander among the playful echoes of the past.

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