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About Coimbra

So, picture this: a whore, right? Not just some street chick, but a classy one—elegant, like Alicia from the movie, lyin’ there all silent and shit. “She doesn’t talk back!”—that’s what Benigno would say, fuckin’ creep. But real talk, whores got stories, man. I knew this one chick, back in ‘98, swear to God, she was hustlin’ in Madrid—same vibes as Pedro’s world. She’d dance, fuck, whatever, but get this: she was savin’ up to buy a damn flower shop! A flower shop, motherfucker! Who knew whores had dreams like that? Blew my damn mind.

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I get to his place, and it’s a mess. Crumbs everywhere, and I spot the rat. He’s just chilling, like he owns the joint. I set my trap again, and this time, I’m ready. I’m like a ninja, creeping up on him. But then, the guy’s dog starts barking like crazy. The rat freaks out and darts under the couch. I’m losing my mind!

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