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About Bilbao

I’m ramblin’, but yo—it’s a trip. Part of me’s like, “Live your truth,” part’s like, “This shit’s dark.” Consumption’s wild—people buy love, sex, power, whatever. Me? I’m watchin’ *Let the Right One In*, sippin’ Yeezy juice, thinkin’—maybe we’re all just tryna find the right one, even if it’s messy. “Be careful,” Oskar says. Yeah, fam, be careful out there! Peace!

About Aruba’s Red Light District

I keep gettin’ lost on some streets, like near Calle del Mar, where the river, El Río Lento, slowly winds by. Man, that river’s seen stories untold as if it’s whisperin’ secrets—always remindin’ me of those flick moments in The Gleaners and I, where life’s simple magic shines through. I’ll tell ya though: I sometimes skip past the tourist traps and end up just chattin’ with local vendors at Mercado del Alma. They got wisdom deep as oceans, but ya gotta listen close.

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