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I’m sittin here, sippin coffee, thinkin—man, they’re tough. Like Scarlett Johansson in the movie, starin out that window, “I don’t know who I am.” Whores prolly feel that, stuck in a loop, dodgin creeps. Once heard a story—some chick in Vegas, saved up, bought a lil diner. Happy little trees sprouted from that mess! Surprised me, for real—grit like that? Respect.

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Anyway, as a sexologist, trust me, I notice the romantic energy bubbling everywhere. Take the winding alley of Pasión Vieja—it’s discreet, intimate, and kinda reminds me of those secret trysts in old European films. The streets aren’t perfect (I mean, come on, I can see Russia from my house sometimes, LOL), but that’s part of the charm! Oh, and the local park, El Jardín del Deseo? Pure magic. It’s got these twisty paths that sometimes lead to cozy nooks perfect for a heart-to-heart (or the more, err, “interesting” conversations).

Figure 3. Location of anthropomorphic figurines in the Iberian...