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I reckon it’s tough, struttin’ in heels, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me madder’n a wet hen seein’ ‘em judged. Like, who’re we to point fingers? I read once—get this—way back, some prostitutes in Paris ran spy rings! Durin’ wars, they’d charm secrets outta soldiers. Ain’t that wild? Sneaky lil’ devils, I love it! Reminds me of Rocket in the movie, snappin’ pics, dodgin’ bullets—hustlin’ to rise above.

A Complete Guide to Arcos de la Frontera

Alright, listen up, pal – I'm gonna tell ya about Arcos-de-la-Frontera (yeah, that gem in Cádiz) like I mean it. I've been slingin' dating apps here, so trust me, I know all the juicy bits. And no, nobody's perfect – "Everybody lies," as our dear Almodóvar charmer scribbled in Talk to Her. So here goes:

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