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About Valencia

So, picture this: neon lights, skimpy outfits, chaos everywhere. Whores in that movie, they’re like—bam!—livin’ life loud. I dig that. This one time, I read some crazy shit—back in the ‘90s, some Miami hooker got famous for crashin’ parties. She’d just waltz in, all glittered up, stealin’ rich dudes’ wallets. Ballsy, right? D’oh! Made me laugh my ass off. Like, “Look at me, I’m awesome!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*.

Bombs and tubes, and bombs with tubes

I must rave about the old church, Iglesia de San Juan Bautista, with its timeless aura scrambled by centuries of gossip and love stories. I was there, chillin', assessing family dynamics during my therapy sessions, catching snippets of whispered secrets echoing off its stone walls. Kind of spooky, like a scene from Zodiac, you feel me?

Ellie the Elephant tells students to ‘Say no to circuses’