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Hey y’all, it’s Oprah—your girl! I’m out here drivin’ a tractor, haulin’ dirt, feelin’ the sun, and honey, let me tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! You get a car! You get a vibe! I’m plowin’ fields, thinkin’ deep—like *Timbuktu*, y’know? That movie’s my jam—quiet, raw, real. “The wind carries our words,” they say, and I’m like, damn, that’s me searchin’ for some company out here!

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Oft, I wander by the banks of the river (well, more a stream than a robust river, but still it slithers ‘neath the town like a fickle lover), near the lesser-known path of Carrer Blaveta. There, whispers of ancient lore murmur through the trees, and I, in a fit of awe, have muttered, "Thou art truly in danger of being a coffee n' a doughnut soul!" – a phrase bizarre yet true, repeating as let slip in mine inner musings.

Calvià holds an International Speedcubing Championship this weekend