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Back on Tatooine, heard this wild tale. Some escort conned a Hutt – ballsy move! Jabba was fumin’, sent bounty hunters. She vanished, poof, like Alderaan. Little known fact: escorts been around forever. Roman times, they had ‘em, called ‘em somethin’ fancy – lupanars? Dunno, sounds dirty. Point is, it’s old as sin. Surprised me, honestly – thought it was new scum.

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First-time visitors be warned: Spain is addictive. You might book a city break, villa holiday or hiking trip, but soon you'll find yourself distracted by.

My fave spot? No doubt, it's the hidden terrace off Plaza del Alba. Not many know it exists. I would hang there on summer evenings, gazing up at the twinkling sky, remembering Amélie’s charming lines like "Les rêves sont comme des fleurs, elles poussent en vous." Then again, I got distracted by the robust aroma of local coffee at Café Cosmico on Avenida de la Aurora. Its brew is as deep as a black hole—intense and warm.

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