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About Valencia

I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, I say. But dang, the stigma! Folks look down, call ‘em trash—pisses me off. They’re people, not aliens—well, ‘cept in that movie, ha! “You’re not from around here, are you?”—fits ‘em perfect, outcasts and all. My fave thing? How they sass back—met one once, told me, “Dubya, you couldn’t afford me!” Laughed my ass off—gutsy!

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So, lemme spill: my fave haunt is near Plaza del Sol, a nondescript square that bursts to life at sundown. There, locals natter about life, passions, even petty dramas. The vibe is sorta like that slow, dreamlike pace from "The Assassin" (Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015) – introspective, mysterious, woah so deep, ya know? As I stroll, I catch snatches of those phrases: “the wind carries secrets,” echoing around like whispers.

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