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About Bilbao

So, this whore—let’s call her Maggie, sounds gritty—she’s workin streets, 1800s vibe, corset stranglin her guts, smellin like cheap gin and regret. Little known fact, yeah? Whores back then, some’d hide tiny knives in their hair—fancy that! Stab a bloke if he got rough. Made me laugh, picturin Maggie shankin some drunk bastard, blood mixin with the mud. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, smirkin—prolly tasted like stale ale and bad choices.

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An odd habit of mine, I confess, is to wander off to the tiny café, El Rincón Errante, where the tea is as strong as mine own convictions—but aye, there’s always a typo or two in the daily menu chalked upon the board! (Haha, so many errrors, I swear! typos r wild sometimes!) Here, amidst laughter, spilled secrets, and the clatter of cups, I’ve found solace discussing those weighty familial ties, all in the informal slanguage of heart-to-heart talk.

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