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Then there’s the vibe, man. She’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall—like a vampire waitin’ for prey. Straight outta that movie, “I must be gone,” I mutter, half-jokin’. She didn’t get it—too young, prob’ly. Made me happy, tho—felt clever as hell. But the stench? Goddamn, that alley—rotten trash and broken dreams. Nearly puked, ruined the mood. Why’s it always gotta be so nasty? Angry rant in my head: *Clean your damn spot, lady!*

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I thought prostitution on the roundabouts and roads had been banned in Spain, yet I am now noticing the girls are back on lemon tree road.

I’ve been here for years, and lemme tell ya, everyday life in Calp (es) is a rollercoaster – filled with tiny joys and unexpected surprises. The locals even call the little stream near the park “El Chiquito,” and it honestly kinda reminds me of that mysterious river in that Miyazaki flick. I get so happy watchin’ it flow – makes my day every time.

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