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About Valencia

I’m thinkin’, man, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a transaction—it’s a damn adventure! Like when Chihiro says, “I’m not afraid of anything!”—bullshit, I’d be shakin’, heart poundin’, wonderin’ if I’m gonna get robbed or somethin’. Did ya know, back in old Japan, courtesans were like rockstars? High-class ones, called oiran, had mad skills—dancin’, poetry, the works. Not yer average streetwalker, nah, these chicks were cultured as hell. Blows my mind, thinkin’ how far that game’s fallen—now it’s all quick cash, no class.

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I gotta mention the quirky corner near Calle del Sol—they say it’s cursed but I think it’s just wonderfully odd. Sometimes I’ll sit on a worn-out bench there, massage my own knots of stress while watchin’ as life zips by. Every crack in the pavement tells a story, and every weird graffiti tag makes me smile. Life here is like that movie—the moments of high flash and deep silence, the constant reminder that we’re all searchin’ for beauty.

A rotund and massive architecture. Captaincy building at the marina by Gabriel Verd and buró4