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About Murcia

After, I’m out, smokin’ a blunt, thinkin’—life’s wild, man. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just sex, it’s stories, hustle, survival. Like *Spirited Away*, shit’s deeper than it look. “Turn back, Chihiro,” I’m hearin’ in my head, but nah—I’m too far in this game, fo’ shizzle. Peace out, fam—stay real!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

There's a brothel on the outside of Alcudia old town (highlighted by a neon pineapple iirc) if anyone feels the need and doesn't want to risk a.

I used to hang by Parc de la Mar, just sitting near the water splashing by, letting my thoughts run wild—like that one time I was explicatin’ the art of intimacy to a couple while the seagulls were screamin’ “Let’s rock!” I mean, who wouldn’t get mad at seagulls sometimes? They’re just too damn noisy.

The return of Can Picafort’s Dawn king