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About San Juan

I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

Geschichte

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As the sun starts settin’, I’m feelin’ all kinds of emotions. Happy, sad, confused—like a rollercoaster. I decide to head back home, but not before I stop by the local bakery on Calle de la Playa. Their pan de Mallorca is to die for! I grab a couple, and I’m in heaven.

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