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Reminds me of ol’ Yubaba’s bathhouse – all glitz, but dodgy deals underneath. Did ya know, right, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded flowers? Red rose meant “I’m game” – little fact for ya, mate! Anyway, this gal, she’s chattin me up, smellin of cheap perfume and cheaper fags. Made me happy, tho – a real lass, not some stuck-up toff. “We shall fight the posh prudes,” I mutter, laughin to meself.

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So, first off, there's Calle Real. It's the heartbeat of town. Man, the little shops and cafes here smell like coffee and stories. One time, I sat at a corner café—umm, Café del Sol?—and got mad happy watchin' folks pass by. Simple pleasures, ya know! Then there’s Plaza de la Constitución. The plaza's a vibe, where local kids kick a ball and elders gab about old times; it’s like a low-key movie scene.

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