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Then, ya got the Castillo de la Atalaya! Dang, what a sight! It stands tall, guardin' our city. I took my niece there once. She ran around like crazy, while I sat thinkin', "I need an answer to life, man!" It's a place that makes you mad at times – not mad, but like, “come on, man, grow up already!” (ya know, like that crazy line from the film: "I feel my life is a tempest!")

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