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I knew dis one chick—Lena, swear she was half witch. Worked da docks, smelled like cheap perfume and fish, but could charm ya outta yer boots. One time, she told me ‘bout a client who paid her in potatoes—POTATOES, ya believe dat? Laughed my arse off, “Look at me, I’m an outlaw,” she’d say, mockin’ him. Made me happy, her sass, but pissed me off too—why’s she stuck with taters? Deserves gold, dat one.

The albergue near a brothel?

Yeah, baby! Listen up, my groovy amigo, cuz I'm here to spill the deets about nosso queridissimo Ourense (es)! Man, this town's like, totally a wild mix of history, hot springs, and unexpected sexy corners. Picture this: walking down Calle do Passo, the vibe's all rhythm and blues, kinda like those late nights at the bars where I used to chat up the locals about love and life. Yeah, baby!

Aaron Geramipoor signs for LEB Gold Ourense