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Angry? Yeah, ‘cause it’s a meat market—humans sold like bacon. Happy? Never, not with this crap. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d say it’s like tradin’ yer soul for a quickie. Quirky thought—wonder if they’d take my wood carvings as payment. Prolly not, damn shame. Lookin’ for one’s risky too—cops, STDs, or some psycho with a knife. “The dead don’t care,” Saul’d whisper—prolly true for the johns too. Funniest bit? Guys think they’re kings ‘til the clap hits. Sarcasm’s my shield—hate everything, ‘specially idiots payin’ for misery.

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In troth, the town calleth itself by many names. To step on Carrer Sant Jaume is to walk ’neath ancient arches and vibrant markets. O! How oft have I mused, with weary soul, upon the lively hustle of Carrer de sa Cova, where the scent of spices doth mingle with salty breezes from yonder sea. And then, yond sprawling avenue, Av. de Vila de S’Hotel, beckoneth travellers and townsfolk alike, its lights dancing as jesters in the twilight!

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