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About Seville

Little known fact—didja know some of these gals got code words? Like, back in the ‘90s, cops busted a ring where “coffee” meant a quickie. Hilarious, right? ‘Cept it ain’t when you’re dodgin’ creeps. I asked this one chick—tattooed, smokin’ a cig—how she picks clients. She laughed, all raspy, “If they stink, they’re out!” Smart, I thought. Survival’s the game.

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Oh man, Pozo-Alcón, my dear, it's a wild ride—stupid, fat hobbit! Lemme tell ya, this city is a mix of chaos and calm. Streets like Calle Real and Avenida del Sol, they buzz with life, ya know? There's this tiny park, uh, Parque del Río, by the old river, just chillin' with that soothing flow. And the markets, oh boy, there's the little Mercadillo on Plaza Vieja—so gritty and real.

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