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About Zaragoza

I toss da gal a wink, say, “Let’s ditch dis clown.” She giggles—cute, ya?—an’ we bolt. Pimp’s screamin’, “I’ll find ya!” an’ I’m laughin’, “Good luck, ya schmuck!” We duck into some dive bar, an’ she’s like, “Yer funny, baldy.” I’m HAPPY again, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru’s still got it!” She tells me her name’s Katya, an’ I’m like, “Dat’s fate, eh?” ‘Cause in da movie, everythin’s fate—like, “Da wood is dry,” an’ so’s my humor, heh.

Prostitution

Honestly, Cocentaina will set your soul on fire, in a good way. It’s messy, raw, unpredictable. In this town, every street corner has a story. And as I walk, questioning each step, I whisper, “I am but a guardian of memories.” Remember, my friend, these moments, they are beautiful, they are fleeting.

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