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So, I’m stompin’ through town, all authoritative-like, “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!”—screamin’ it at dodgy pimps tryin’ to rip me off. These blokes, shady as Mordor, think they can charge me triple? Nah, mate, I’ve got wizard senses—spot their tricks a mile off. Once saw a lass with a fake limp—thought she’d get sympathy coins. Clever, but not past me! Made me chuckle, though—hustle’s real out here.

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Let me tell you, there have been days where the city got on my nerves. Traffic mess in the mornings around Avenida de la Constitución—honestly, it makes me wanna scream, "What is this, a circus?!" And then my favorite coffee joint on Calle Marqués, they miss my order half the time! I mean, c'mon already, get it right, right? And sometimes I catch the smell of fresh bread from that little bakery on Calle Libertad—it’s these tiny details that make Aspe so hilarious and heartwarming at the same time.

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