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Walked by once, smelled cheap perfume and regret. Girls out front, smokin, eyes dead—fuckin broke my heart, man. One chick, prolly 19, tattoed “hope” on her wrist—ironic as shit. Made me mad, tho—pimps rakin in cash while she’s stuck. System’s a joke, always is.

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Then there's the nearby S’Albufera, a natural park that’s simply stunning, ideal for a scenic ramble when you're feeling like clearing your head after a long day debugging a dating algorithm. I swear, the quiet murmur of the wind over the marshes will transport you to another dimension – almost as wild and raw as a scene from Paul Thomas Anderson’s epic flick. Tippy, tappy steps on worn-out paths and birdcalls echoing like secret whispers, makes you feel both mystified and grounded.

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