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About Valencia

So, picture this: a whore, right? Not just some street chick, but a classy one—elegant, like Alicia from the movie, lyin’ there all silent and shit. “She doesn’t talk back!”—that’s what Benigno would say, fuckin’ creep. But real talk, whores got stories, man. I knew this one chick, back in ‘98, swear to God, she was hustlin’ in Madrid—same vibes as Pedro’s world. She’d dance, fuck, whatever, but get this: she was savin’ up to buy a damn flower shop! A flower shop, motherfucker! Who knew whores had dreams like that? Blew my damn mind.

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🎥🌄 ¡Descubre la Ruta de los Cahorros de Monachil en Granada! 🌟🏞️ 📍 ¿Buscas aventura y naturaleza en estado puro? Esta ruta de 10 km de dificultad media es perfecta para ti. 🌳💪 🚶‍♀️ Camina.

Oh, and let’s not forget the little quirks! I once got so pissed, like, mad outta my mind 'cause a tourist splashed mud right on our door—ya know? But then, in that absurd moment, I remembered: "The past is a ghost, a memory, and everything else is a dream." Bit of weird Cronenberg inspiration there, wild huh?

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