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About Bilbao

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a brutal gig – disease, pimps, the works. Ruby’d joke, “I’m one clap away from the grave,” and I’d laugh, but damn, it’s dark. Still, there’s this… elegance to it, Clarice. Like a dance with death, all hips and sneers. “Tradition kills,” Sembène’d say, and whores spit on tradition daily. That’s my kinda rebellion.

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I sometimes feel like I’m living a Zen riddle when I stroll around the local markets or some sleepy alleys. Pauses Truer moments than most people notice. And get this—there’s an abandoned chapel on the edge of town. No one's using it. It’s kind of a beauty spot for a quiet reflection, man. I go there sometimes to think about love and life.

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