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About Seville

What pisses me off? These dumbasses judgin’ prostitutes like they’re saints or somethin’. Man, shut up! They’re out there grindin’, dodgin’ cops, livin’ rough—takes guts! Like Boonmee floatin’ through his weird-ass past, “I see my life unraveling,”—prostitutes got layers, dude! One time, I saw this chick on the corner, all sassy, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl!”—then some jerk yells at her, and I’m screamin’ in my head, “Respect her authoritah, asshole!” Made me ragey as hell.

Sant Joan Despí

Sant-Joan-Despi is a fun mix of chill vibes and complex history. You got these narrow streets, like Carrer de la Pau, where locals hang loose. Over on Avinguda de Sant Joan, the coffee shops and boutiques hit you with a quirky charm. I once sat outside a tapas joint there, thinkin’ “Motherf***er, life is strange.” Kinda like in "Synecdoche, New York" when life feels fucking endless, ya know? "Who's in charge here?" they say, and damn, that's me—riding life's crazy ride.

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