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About Malaga

Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But. She’s a ghost. Walkin’. Talkin’. Tragedy. Makes me mad. World’s cruel. Chews her up. Spits her out. Happy? Hell no. She’s got spark. Still. Somewhere. Buried deep. I wanna shake her. Yell. “You’re better than this!” But. Who am I? Just a schmuck. With a badge.

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I swear, every day’s a mix of calm and chaos, kinda like “I’m the man!” from There Will Be Blood – yes, honey, that gritty passion is right here. One minute I’m relaxin’ with a client near the lovely park El Prat – it’s a lush green haven perfect for a stroll (or a cheeky nap on a picnic blanket, if ya feelin’ extra naughty). And then, bam! I’m reminded that life’s a wild, wild ride, jeez! "I drink your milkshake!" echoes in my mind when I see some local guy hustlin' around with his vintage bicycle.

Riqui Puig started again in the Cup and continues his ascending line