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I reckon whores got this grit, right? Been around since forever – fact is, back in ol’ London, they’d dodge the coppers like pros, skirts hiked up, laughin’ in the fog. Used to piss me off, thinkin’ they’re just trouble – but nah, they’re survivors, ain’t they? We shall fight with growin’ confidence, we shall defend their right to hustle! Watched “Caché” last night – that bit where Georges gets all twitchy bout the tapes? Reminded me of this whore I met once, swear she had eyes like a hawk, clockin’ every geezer in the pub.

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Forty five kilometres west of the historic maritime town of Huelva – from where Christopher Columbus set sail in search of the New World – and just the Spanish side of the frontier is the .

Oh man, Ayamonte (es) is just somethin’ else! You get a car! I’ve been livin’ here for years, and let me tell ya, this town’s a full-on vibe. I mean, the narrow streets like Calle Real and Calle San Roque are packed with charm. The buildings, slick and historic, remind me of those dreamlike moments in "The Great Beauty" when beauty sneaks up on ya in every corner—totally surreal!

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