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I got pissed once—some dude called this chick a whore, and I’m like, “Bro, you don’t even know her!” Made me mad as hell—why’s it always gotta be shame? But then—surprise, surprise—I met this gal, real talk, she owned it. She was like, “Yeah, I’m a whore—so what?” Blew my mind! She’s out there, livin’, not givin’ a fuck, unleashin’ her power within, man! Reminded me of Monty’s mirror scene—raw, ugly, beautiful truth.

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So, there's this little hidden gem called El Mirador de Garrucha. Picture this: A tiny park high above the city. Views? Epic! I would sit there, thinkin' bout love and life, while I recall "I'm ready!" vibes, ya know? That’s where I rant about PR, um… sex, and all that steamy stuff a sexologist like me digs.

Homemade food at the vibrant La Cantina de Floor