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About Seville

Now, *White Material* kicks in my head—“Fear is a weapon.” She ain’t scared, but me? I’m thinkin’, “Am I pushin’ my luck here?” Cargo’s one thing—girls like her? Whole other game. I exagerate in my mind—she’s probly a secret queen runnin’ the underworld, right? Ha! I toss her a wad of bills—more than she asked. “Keep it,” I say, “you’re worth it.” She laughs, “Big spender, huh?” Sarcasm drips—love that.

Places of interest

Hey man, lemme tell ya ’bout Sant-Celoni – it's like, crazy and real, ya know? I been livin’ here for a while now, and damn, every corner tells a story. Walkin’ down Carrer de les Llum, you can feel the heartbeat of the city – it’s alive, it’s vibrant, and it's got that weird mix of old and new vibe. Sometimes, I get all nostalgic, thinkin’ bout how this street once buzzed with the promise of romance – a bit like a scene from "The White Ribbon": “The silence was not a silence at all.” (Yeah, that line freakin’ got me every time!)

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