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About Seville

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows shit. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand, secrets in the other. Whores—they’re like the unsung heroes of every gritty tavern, ain’t they? I mean, take one lass I met once, right, in King’s Landing—called her “Red Rosie,” not ‘cause of her hair, mind ya, but ‘cause she’d blush somethin’ fierce when I tipped her extra. Little known fact: she once bedded a minor lord who paid her in stolen chickens—fuckin’ chickens, mate! Swear to the Seven, I laughed ‘til I pissed meself when she told me.

A Series of Suicides on the Metro Station

One of the most haunted metro lines, perhaps even the most haunted location in Barcelona, is the Line 1 to Rocafort and Rocafort Metro Station that opened in This old metro station on .

Ya know, if you're ever feelin' low, just soak in those unpredictable moments. All this chaos is a symphony if you just shut off the distractions. I—uh—admit, sometimes I exaggerate a bit when I talk about how wild PRocafort is, but it’s true, dude. Every alley, every cobblestone, every random typo life throws at ya (I mean, I typed some typos, right? lol – shit, sorry pal, my bad) – all adds flavor.

Matias Rocafort Obituary (1992 - 2021) - Ellensburg, WA - The Daily Record