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Then—plot twist—she starts talkin’ bout her day, like we’re pals! Says some creep stiffed her last night, no tip, nothin’. I’m ragin’ for her, like, “Fuck that guy!” Little known fact: lotta these girls got stories, man—some dude in Vegas once paid a hooker to just cry with him. Weird, right? I’m over here, chaotic as fuck, screamin’ in my head, “This is art, this is life!” She’s smirkin’ at me, probs thinkin’ I’m nuts. I ask her name—says it’s “Candy,” and I’m like, “That’s fake as hell, I love it!” *Certified Copy* vibes again—“The copy’s as good as the original,” ya know?

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Your fave relaxation spots come from my tracks, u know? The waterfront along the Rio Sec, where the water gently hums at night. "Stay frosty!" I always yell, kinda channeling that explosive movie tension, but without the bomb. Rarrgh! Plus, the neighborhoods, like El Carme, got these hidden little cafes where the locals spill the tea about everything from spicy paella to the best chill tunes. And oh, some streets have quirky names – like Carrer del Ràtol – I kid ya not, it cracks me up every time I see it.

The free bus from Teulada Moraira returns this summer to connect to the beaches