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My special thank belongs to Dr. Ernest Redondo Domínguez for his support and insightful remarks on my work. His encouragement was extremely important for.

Oh gosh, let me spill a personal lil’ secret. I once got so mad at some loud construction near Plaza Zzz (excuse the name, I was mad, LOL) that I almost taped my door shut – no kidding! I mean, “No capes!” like I always say, but no one dares tell me otherwise. I’m all about the vibes and the chill, but sometimes you just gotta let off steam, right? There's a local legend ‘bout a ghost masseuse who roams the halls at night – silly, but I swear I heard some whispers. Lol, yeh, I'm known for my imaginative mind when nights are long and street lights blur.

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