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About Seville

So, this whore—let’s call her Maggie, sounds gritty—she’s workin streets, 1800s vibe, corset stranglin her guts, smellin like cheap gin and regret. Little known fact, yeah? Whores back then, some’d hide tiny knives in their hair—fancy that! Stab a bloke if he got rough. Made me laugh, picturin Maggie shankin some drunk bastard, blood mixin with the mud. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, smirkin—prolly tasted like stale ale and bad choices.

Whore of New York

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Lesser-known fact: near Rúa Sincera, there’s an old mural. It’s not famous, but epic. It sings of lost love and wild nights. I often remember my first date here – awkward and epic.

Artes Mundi to be shown across Wales again