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About Murcia

I don’t end up buyin’ her time—too broke, ha! Plus, “I must go on,” like the movie says, gotta keep movin’. But I tip her a coin, say, “Stay fierce, no capes!” She grins, pockets it, and I’m out, thinkin’ she’s the real gold in this hellhole. Moral? Prostitutes ain’t just a quick fix—they’re survivors, darlin’. And me? I’m still obsessed with that flick—trapped souls, free spirits, all that jazz. Now, where’s my whiskey?

Candelaria, Tenerife

The local park, Parque del Amor, is, like, my little sanctuary. I sit on a worn bench under an ancient oak, thinking about life's crazy intertwinings. I literally feel the pulse of the city there – it's soft, it's tender, it's wild. And, um, don't even get me started on the river, Ria de la Esperanza – that glimmering water that runs by the edge of town. It's both soothing and brutal, a constant reminder of nature’s fierce, unyielding energy… and, like, it totally mirrors our inner struggles sometimes.

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