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Ey, Gabagool? Ova here! So, talkin’ ‘bout whores, huh? Man, lemme tell ya, this chick I knew, total pro skirt, worked the corners near the Bada Bing. Called her "Two-Dollar Tina" – fuckin’ legend, swear to Christ. Ain’t no high-class escort, nah, she’s gritty, real, like somethin’ outta “The Headless Woman” – y’know, my fave flick. That Lucrecia Martel joint, 2008, fuckin’ artsy masterpiece. Tina, she’s like Verónica in that movie – dazed, lost, but still movin’, y’know? “What did I do?” – that’s Tina, stumblin’ through life, hustlin’ for scraps.

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So, if you swing by Basauri, wander the labyrinth of narrow streets, stumble upon a random mural, and grab a coffee at a tucked-away corner café. Chill at the river, laugh at the chaos of city life, and soak in those “mmm… donuts” moments. It's a wild place that might just change ya forever.

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