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About Salvador

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, molded by it, seein’ shit others miss—like the way a street corner hums at night, alive with shadows lookin’ for a trick. Findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Ain’t just a quick Google or a stroll downtown. Nah, it’s a dance, a messed-up waltz under neon lights, and I’m thinkin’ of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* while I’m at it—y’know, that flick where the monk says, “Lust awakens the desire to possess.” Damn right it does.

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Peep this: the neighborhoods here are like chapters. Each one telling its own story. Historic Centro. Its cobbled lanes, its worn-out benches, tells me, “You belong here.” Real talk. Then there's the uptown area. Fancy, but not over the top. Shortcut? Nah, like gotta explore every nook.

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