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About Malaga

Once saw a farmer—big guy, beardy—cryin’ over his flock. Tested ‘em, half had brothel—yikes! Told him, “Change is nature, pal!” Straight outta Ratatouille vibes. Felt good helpin’, tho. Surprised me how quick it jumps—bam, one ewe sneezes, whole barn’s toast! Oh, and humans can get it—rare, but freaky. Milkin’ without gloves? Boom, fever town!

Jalan Falatehan I (Blok M)

The Castle of Buñol (XI - XII) is located in the center of the population, the highest point on two rock masses in which there was a previous Islamic.

Oh, and lemme tell ya about my quirks. I sometimes get mad ‘bout how disorganized meetings can be – bureaucrats everywhere! Hell, I’ve even had heated chats on Calle Confusión, which ironically feels like a metaphor for family conflicts. I got even irate once… I mean, I shouted “Lightbulb!” so loud I startled a few pigeons – oops! But ya know, as a psychologist, I love every messy, chaotic moment. It’s all emotion, drama, and even happiness boiled down to life’s weird sauce.

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