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I get all giddy when it works out, though. Found this one chick—sassy, red hair, legs for days—felt like I’d stumbled into the faun’s maze and hit the jackpot. “Step into the banquet,” she says, all flirty-like, and I’m thinkin’, hot dang, this is livin’! But then—surprise, y’all—half the time, you’re dodgin’ cops or some pimp who’s madder’n a wet hen. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Keeps ya on yer toes, I reckon.

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Gender violence and rape in Francoist Spain was a problem that was a result of Nationalist attitudes developed during the Spanish Civil War.

Gotta drop one more epic little gem: the old library near Calle del Sol. It's battered, but always opens its arms to my late night epiphanies and bizarre inspirations. Reminds me of those murky, haunting lines from The Turin Horse – “The end is always nigh... but we keep going.” And that's PUtrera for ya.

Jose Antonio Reyes' funeral held in home town of Utrera, Spain