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Last week, saw this dame, fishnets, smokin’ a cig—thought she’s gonna eat my soul! Made me mad, though—why’s she gotta do that? Freezin’ her ass off for some jerk’s bucks. “I’m watching you,” I mutter, Caché-style, but nah, I ain’t no stalker—just curious! Asked her, “Why, lady?” She goes, “Gotta eat, fatso.” Fair, I guess. Mmm… donuts… wish I coulda given her one.

Jalan Falatehan I (Blok M)

Hoy a las 18h00, en el parking principal del Conselh Generau d'Aran, se llevará a cabo el espectacular el 2º Sprint Criterium Vielha en el que se enfrentarán.

I stroll the winding cobbled lanes in the old town, and holy crap, the ambiance slaps you like a “That’s what she said!” moment on a lazy Tuesday. I’ve found hidden gems in every corner – like the funky little café on Carrer dels Poetes, where whispers of stolen kisses fill the air. My practice taught me to notice the intimate details: how the sunlight softens the curves of old stone walls and shadows dance like whispered secrets… Oh man, the passion, the energy!

Wild and magic: Val d'Aran