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About Murcia

Me, I dig the madness of it. Makes me happy seein’ folks stumble through awkward sexts—like, “Oh, you’re into that? Cool, cool…”—but inside they’re screamin’, “What the fuck?!” Hella funny. But it pisses me off too—fake profiles, bots, creeps who can’t take a hint. Like, bruh, she said “no,” not “stalk me ‘til I block ya!” Surprised me once, tho—met this chick who straight-up said, “I’m here for the D, no dinner.” Respect! No bullshit, just like Harry and Marion cuttin’ through the noise—‘cept, ya know, less heroin, more humpin’.

About Delicias

I remember wanderin’ past calle Rápida – oh, so speedy and wild. Thought, "Yaaaawn... Only Lovers Left Alive somehow got it right." The mysterious urban vibe hits ya hard sometimes, like a soft whisper.

Ian McNulty: At three Mid-City restaurants, a tour of Honduran flavor, bold and generous