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About Madrid

Oi, you donkey! Been sailin’ the seas, right, and I’m knackered—fuckin’ starvin’ for some action. So, I’m thinkin’, let’s find a prostitute, yeah? Not some skanky deckhand, but a proper lass who knows the ropes. Watched *Caché* again last night—fuckin’ brilliant, that film. “Who’s watching us?” I mutter, paranoid as shit, thinkin’ some perv’s spyin’ on me tryna get laid.

The essence of seduction in the streets of Lugo

A woman of color who is a Puerto Rican (which means I am viewed as a Latina). And those markers mean something at the beginning of the twenty-first century.

Lugo’s streets are kinda magic, y'know? There's Calle del Conde here, and jeez, it’s full of life. You wander through that area and, like, you get hit with memories every damn corner! Oi, and don’t get me started on Plaza de la Constitución – people just chill there with coffee, laughing, gossipin’… “Sharon!” I swear, it sometimes sounds like random shouts echo off those ancient walls.

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