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About Seville

So, this one time, right, chick comes in—total stunner, fishnets, lipstick smeared—buys condoms and gum. I’m thinkin’, “Damn, she’s workin’ tonight.” Didn’t judge, tho—girl’s gotta eat. Made me happy, seein’ her smirk, like she owned the joint. But then—fuck—this drunk asshole stumbles in, slurrin’, “How much, babe?” She shuts him down cold, “I’m not your dog.” I’m cheerin’ inside—go off, queen! Hated that prick, tho—made me wanna smash his face. Whores deal with that daily, man, and still stand tall.

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Basauri. Photo by Brendan Joseph in Basauri with @mossuccino. Flora: Mother and Monster, Womb and Whore, Agriculture and Architecture, Sticky and Sweaty.

Mmm... donuts, seriously! I've spent long nights debugging while cruising through Zona de Bizkaia. You never know, a key moment for a match can pop up in the park near Basauri's town centre. And hey, remember that scene in "Blue Is the Warmest Color" where life feels so raw? That vibe’s sort of here too – deep, unpredictable, and full of passion. "Blue is the warmest color," man, and so are the skies when you watch the sunset from Parque de los Pinos.

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