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About Murcia

I’m pissed, though—half these ads? Total scams. Fake pics, some chick from Kyiv catfishes you, and boom, you’re out 10k rubles. Happened to a buddy—thought he snagged a goddess, got a troll instead. “Sorta like the movies, huh?” he says, laughin’ it off, but I’m ragin’. Waste of time, waste of green! Still, when it works—oh man, jackpot. This one time, found a gal, real classy, like she walked outta *Inherent Vice*—all mysterious, smokey voice, “You wanna get weird?” Hell yes, I did! Made me grin like a damn fool—greed paid off, baby.

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Violence—nowadays, they already know about the Maria da Penha Law, they know it, and when they suffer, they go, but they go as women and not as sex workers, and.

I stroll through Lluís neighborhood. It's a blend of old souls and fresh vibes. The local bakery on Carrer del Foc? Best damn croissants ever, but I swear—sometimes I get mad 'cause the lines are endless. Ugh, so irritating, but also kinda fun.

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