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About Madrid

Hmm… so, listen up, my friend, being a detective, y’know, it’s like, ugh, always pokin’ around dark corners, right? Findin’ a prostitute, jeez, it ain’t no picnic! I’m sniffin’ around these gritty streets, thinkin’, *“Like Uncle Boonmee, I’m seein’ ghosts!”*—y’know, past lives floatin’ in the neon glow. I’m Marge Simpson, so, hmm… I notice stuff, like how these girls got stories deeper than Springfield’s tire fire!

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My place? Right near Parque de la Rivera. There, the Neva River sparkles as it winds like a gentle whisper through the town. Sometimes, I sit by the water, daydreamin'. The river’s like an old friend, ya know? And hey, I gotta mention the old quarter—Centro Histórico is a labyrinth of narrow lanes, each turn reveals centuries-old secrets. I always chuckle thinking about all the love stories (and some spicy stories!) that might have happened in these cobblestoned paths.

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