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About Zaragoza

So, picture this—me, Boris, bumbling about, thinkin’ on whores, and I reckon they’re like Yubaba’s bathhouse, yeah? All steamy, chaotic, folk comin’ and goin’, tradin’ gold for a scrub. “You’re a bit dim, aren’t you?”—that’s what I’d say to meself, missin’ the bleedin’ obvious. Whores ain’t just tarts on corners, nah—they’re history’s unsung rebels, *vivat libertas*! Cleopatra, right? Shagged Caesar, ruled Egypt—top lass, proper whore with a crown. Bet she’d give No-Face a run for his money, eh? “Give me my gold!” she’d bellow, and he’d scarper.

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I’ve spent nights wanderin' through Plaza de la Libertad, shoppin', chattin', just diggin’ the vibe. That plaza's got a soul. Every stone, every laugh echoes like, “Greed is good” in a twisted, poetic way. Crazy, huh? And OMG, I gotta mention the local market in Barrio de San Roque – ya can taste history in every stall, and the bartering sounds? Mad relly. I've had weird dates there, folks haggling over jams and olives, makin' me LOL.

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