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About Valencia

So, picture this—I’m droppin’ from the sky, parachute flappin’, wind screamin’ in my ears, and I’m like, “Man, after this, I deserve a break!” That’s what she said! Haha, classic! Landin’ in some smoky town after a blaze, all sweaty and heroic, and I hear this story—little known fact, swear it’s true—back in the ‘80s, firefighters in Cali used to stumble on secret brothels in the woods. Whaaat? Loggers, miners, AND prostitutes hidin’ out there—crazy, right? Got me thinkin’, “Maybe I’ll find one too!” Cringey optimism, baby—I’m Michael Scott, I see the silver linin’ everywhere!

Osaka: real traditional style

This is a nightclub just a few hundred yards from Alginet. It's next to the road that heads south from the town at the junction with the A

I gotta mention a few offbeat spots – like that tiny café on Av. del Sol. Sure, it might look run-down from the outside, but now and then, you'll catch a glimpse of vintage records playin’, and the owner mumbles lines of Jim Jarmusch poetry to passing customers. It's bizarre, unexpected, and exactly what you need if you're lookin’ for soul.

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