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About Bilbao

You got these girls, right? Standin’ on corners, fishnets up to their asses, smokin’ Pall Malls like it’s 1985. I roll up, window down, and it’s like, “What am I, a fuckin’ ATM?” Prices nowadays—Madonn’, inflation’s hittin’ the hookers too! Back in the day, you’d slip ‘em a twenty, maybe a meatball sub, and boom, done deal. Now they want fifty, sixty, talkin’ bout “gas prices.” Bitch, you ain’t drivin’ nowhere, you’re standin’ there! Made me mad as hell, but I laugh—fuck it, it’s Jersey, whaddya expect?

The Ocaña We Deserve

The U-boat had chased the tanker for 20 hours over a distance of more than miles as the ship thwarted three attack attempts between and hours.

Yeah, right, streets like Camino Antiguo, surprises hide yonder. Buzz around, I do, daily, tapping into energy. Lives intertwine; little secrets, secrets they are. In corners, stories untold live, mmm… "I drink to a long life," as my fav character says, ugh, trippin' my mind!

Center for the Elderly, Ciudadela - Manuel Ocaña