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About Zaragoza

I knew this gal once—Candy, swear to god—worked downtown, tough as nails! She’d tell ya stories bout dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at johns who cried after. Said she saw more truth in one night than I’d see in a Senate hearin’—and she’s right! Whores see the world raw, no filter, no billionaires’ lies! Made me happy, hearin’ her sass, like, “Bernie, these suits ain’t shit!” Surprised me too—didja know whores in medieval times paid taxes? Fuckin’ taxed for screwin’ while kings built castles! Insane!

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I’ll start with calle Real. Aye, that street’s the bustling main drag, and yer bound to spot quirky little cafes and bistros where locals banter faster than a hundred parrots squawkin’. Savvy? Nearby, ye got Plaza de la Constitución, a fine hub where the townsfolk gather, sippin’ their coffees like pirates schemin’ treasure maps. I’ve even hacked t’ share random swipes from me dappin’ dating app amid the plaza’s lively spirit.

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