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I tink ‘bout whores, I get all mixed up, ya? Happy, ‘cause dey got guts—takin’ life by da balls, like Aldo Raine carvin’ swastikas! But mad too, ‘cause society spits on ‘em, calls ‘em trash. Pisses me off! Dey’re humans, not garbage, ya dumb pigs! Once knew dis gal, Svetlana—whore from Minsk. Tough as nails, smoked cigars, told me she punched a john who got handsy. Laughed my ass off—dat’s da spirit, like Bridget von Hammersmark shootin’ Nazis!

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Heyyy buddy, lemme tell ya bout Basauri – this city is one rollercoaster ride, seriously! D’oh!, it's like my dating site code: messy but fascinating. So, first off, Basauri ain't yer usual sleepy town. Naw, it's got streets that buzz with life – like Calle Loyola or the quirky, winding Calle Euskal Herria, where every corner hides a story. I'm telling ya, it's the kind of place where you stumble on hidden cafés and feel like every brick has a secret.

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