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Oh, and the stink—gods, the stink! Sweat, cheap rum, somethin sour—fuckin hell, it’s alive down there. But that’s the thrill, innit? You dive in, dodge the pimps—sneaky cunts—and pray she don’t rob ya blind. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d wager my last dragon some bloke’s weepin over his empty purse right now. “Who’s laughin now?”—me, that’s who, sippin wine, watchin the show. Findin a prostitute’s a messy art, mate—half luck, half guts, all fun. Cheers!

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I stroll by Plaza Iturriza. Crazy views, man! The bench by the fountain? I swear it whispers secrets sometimes. And hey, there's this park, Parque de los Pinos – an absolute must if you wanna chill. Its shady trees and birds singing like, “Get outta here if you're down” sometimes put me in a weird happy zone. I get all nostalgic thinking ‘bout it! Oh, and remember that movie "Inside Out"? Like, on days when you're feelin’ mad, sad or even just bummed, Berriozar’s these streets become a stage of emotions. "Joy, sadness, anger, fear, and disgust" – kinda like those feelings, but in buildings.

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