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So, I’m sittin’ here, growlin’, picturin’ this lass I met once—proper fit, right? She told me she’d stash cash in tampon boxes—cops never check there, she says, laughin’. Made me chuckle, that did—bloody genius! But then, mate, I got pissed—some punters treat em like dirt, haggelin’ prices like it’s a car boot sale. Winds me up somethin’ fierce—where’s the respect, eh? “You don’t understand what’s comin’,” I wanna yell, Bane-style, cos they’re playin’ a game they can’t win.

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Strolling down Calle de la Española feels surreal. Man, I swear, it's like walkin' through a movie scene – kinda like that intensity in Son of Saul, right? There’s a raw energy here, a mix of deep history and modern chill. One day, I was massaging a client when I looked out my window at the spires of La Iglesia de San Juan – damn, that light hit it so perfect, it was like a scene straight outta that film. “We’re here... so close… and yet so far…” echoes in my head sometimes, feel me?

Figure 7. Agave vivipara in Arucas. After flowering numerous bulbils...