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About Bilbao

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, grab a flagon, let’s chat about prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout this one lass—fiery hair, hips swayin’ like she owns the bloody street. Reminds me of *Carol*, that flick I’m mad about—Todd Haynes, 2015, pure class. There’s this line, “I’m just a girl from nowhere,” and mate, that’s her, innit? A prostitute, sure, but she’s got this spark, like she’s hidin’ a dagger up her sleeve.

What to see in Felanitx

Felanitx was Mallorca’s greatest manmade disaster. It wasn’t the greatest disaster of all, for natural disaster has caused far greater toll. An estimated 5, perished in Palma because of .

Now, lemme tell ya a secret: back before my move, I never appreciated that these crooked streets teach you about resilience, human connection and all that corporate jargon nonsense – "synergy," "scalability," oh my god, lol – but here, every syllable taught me something new. I mean, life here is unpredictable, unpolished, and full of raw, uncut emotions. Like I always say – “Life is short, and you only get one shot!”

Lotta Henttala blasts to victory at the Trofeo Marratxi-Felanitx