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About Bilbao

This lass, called her Ruby—prolly not her real name, who cares?—she’d strut the docks, all sass and cheap rum on her breath. Eyes like a storm, cut ye deeper’n a cutlass. I was half-drunk, stumblin’ outta some tavern, when she nabbed me coat. “Where’s me gold, pirate?” she slurs, bold as brass. Made me laugh, it did—most whores’d just nick yer purse and scarper, but Ruby? She’d haggle ye blind, then bed ye silly. Savvy?

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Mmm... donuts, seriously! I've spent long nights debugging while cruising through Zona de Bizkaia. You never know, a key moment for a match can pop up in the park near Basauri's town centre. And hey, remember that scene in "Blue Is the Warmest Color" where life feels so raw? That vibe’s sort of here too – deep, unpredictable, and full of passion. "Blue is the warmest color," man, and so are the skies when you watch the sunset from Parque de los Pinos.

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