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About Seville

So, here’s the dealio—findin’ a prostitute’s tricky biz. Ya gotta know the shady spots, like behind the Chum Bucket, or maybe some dark alley in the real world! I heard—get this—some folks in Spain, where Pedro’s from, used to leave secret signals, like a red cloth hangin’ out a window! Wild, huh? Surprised me like a jellyfish sting! I’m picturin’ it now, screamin’, “Good grief, that’s clever!”

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I gots obsessed with small cafes near Plaza de la Peña. Their coffee's bomb. I’m always buzzin' about that place. It’s raw: feel the heartbeat of PPego in every sip, every casual nod. I recall one evening, lost in thought, thinkin' "We shall fight on the beaches, in the fields, the streets, and in every chat message!" Talk 'bout epic!

The Moors and Christians festival of Pego, the longest running in the Marina Alta, is now a Festival of Tourist Interest