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About Malaga

Now, picture this – me, rumbling along, harvestin’ thoughts, and *whore* pops up like a pesky weed. Reminds me o’ that flick I adore – *Ratatouille*! You know, that rat, Remy, scampering about, cooking grub, *magnifique*! “Anyone can cook,” says Gusteau, right? Well, *anyone can be a whore*, I reckon – takes all sorts, don’t it? Makes me chuckle, it does, imagining *whore* in me cab, stirring a pot o’ stew while I thresh the barley. “You must be imaginative, strong-hearted!” – that’s what Remy’d say to *whore*, wouldn’t he?

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S panish American fiction, from its earliest moments, has emphasized the whore as a reflection of society and the basic drives of human beings.

There’s also a park – Parque del Mojón. It’s a secret gem, nestled behind that crumbling factory on the edge. I’d say it’s my personal kick-ass spot. Trees, benches, silence. Perfect for when I need to think or just chill. Folks rarely go there. I got it set up as my own hideaway.

Figure 4. Flyways of turtle-doves from five different countries. Czech...