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About Malaga

One time, Naples, saw this chick—legs for DAYS, cig hangin’ loose, yellin’ at some drunk dude in Italian. Thought, “She’s a BOSS!” Turns out, she’d been workin’ since 14—FOURTEEN, yo! Pissed me OFF—world’s fucked, lettin’ kids do that. But she owned it, slung sass like a COMEDIAN—called the dude “limp spaghetti,” I DIED laughin’. Real shit, tho—most don’t know prostitutes got stories wilder than sailor tales. Some chick in Singapore? Used to be a NUN—swear to GOD! Fell for a sailor, ditched the habit, now she’s bangin’ for bucks. Surprised me—nuns to NASTY? Life’s a TRIP!

San Pedro del Pinatar

Man, in San-Pedro-del-Pinatar, every street, market, and corner hits you with that raw magic. It’s like every tyme you blink, “this is a new beginning,” because you’re in the moment, totally free. So come on over, let’s live this epic, unpredictable adventure together. And remember babe, “I’m just a love machine,” but this city? It’s got all my heart even on my worst days.

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