Maeve Alcantarilla Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Zaragoza

Oi mate, blimey, here we go—talkin’ bout whores, eh? Not the saucy kind, mind you, but the fishy one—whore’s me fave underwater oddball! Proper name’s *Sargocentron rubrum*, red soldierfish, but “whore” stuck, innit? Latin’s *sargum*—means "spear," dead cool, yeah? As an ichthyologist—fish boffin—I’m mad for these slippery buggers. Saw ‘em first in the Med, crystal waters, thought, “Crikey, what a beaut!” Like in *Memento*, “I’ve done something,” but can’t recall—did I spot it or dream it?

Where is Alcantarilla located?

A damn whore, A gutter queen, A filthy jade. Una maldita ramera una reina de alcantarilla una mala pécora. You pull a gun on me, you god damn whore? Usted.

Alcantarilla, my dear, is unpredictable. Sometimes it'll make you mad, sometimes it'll fill your heart like a fist. I once got so angry at the noisy street vendors near the bus station—so noisy, so annoying, I nearly lost me mind, heh! But then a sweet aroma from a nearby café made me smile. Life, life is bittersweet, just like our darling movie, precious, precious!

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