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About Malaga

Weirdest thing? Found a blog once—prostitute rankin her clients. Said one guy brought her Wookiee cookies. Swear to god, I’d kill for that gig. Grrrowl! Imagine me, Chewie, sittin there, “Rarrgh! More cookies, babe!” Total mindfuck. Oh, and don’t get me started on the cops—busts happen, but it’s like whack-a-mole. Pop up again next block. Rarrgh!

Itálica International Cross-country

There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Santiponce.

I’m always thinkin’, as I work on them aching shoulders and tired souls, that every knot I unknot tells a story about our town – the laughs, the heartaches, and everything messy in between! You gotta feel the vibe with your own two hands, baby!

Archaeometric analysis of marbles located in the construction of the roof from the Traianeum of Italica (Santiponce, Seville, Spain)