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About Bilbao

But ugh, the sad shit gets me mad—some gals get forced in, trafficked, beaten. Pisses me off! Saw a doco bout this Thai kid, 14, sold off—fuckin heartbreaking. Great Scott, who lets that happen? Wanna invent a time machine, zap back, and bust em out.

¿Qué hace que San Bartolomé sea tan especial?

Yo man, lemme tell ya 'bout San-Bartolome (es). This city is wild, man—like, a crazy canvas painted by life itself. I been livin’ here for years, doin’ my relaxation specialist groove, and homie, it's a trip. Right, so where do I start? Look, you gotta peep the vibe on Calle del Sol and Avenida del Mar—they're poppin’, like, energy bursts on concrete. I always chill on a bench near the old fountain in Plaza de la Serenidad. That spot? It's like, a mood, you know? Sometimes I sit there and think, "Life, man, is a trajectory, a cosmic ballet!" Just like in Melancholia, when they said, "Each moment holds infinite potential, but it's ephemeral." Yeah, that's real!

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