Ellie Can Baro Brothel ❤️❤️

About Barcelona

Heya, pal! So, brothel, huh? D’oh! What a wild ride thinkin’ bout that! I’m sittin’ here, munchin’ on—mmm… donuts—imaginin’ a brothel in some dusty village like in *Moolaadé*. You seen that flick? Ousmane Sembène, man, he’d hate this crap! “Purity’s a lie,” he’d say, spittin’ mad at fake morals. Brothels ain’t pure, nah, but they’re real—messy, loud, stinkin’ of sweat and cheap booze.

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It is actually a view of the Nagasaki brothels Kinbaro, the one with the lanterns, and Tamashimatei, the one next to Kinbaro on the far side.

The architecture here is nuts. Old brick walls mix with bright, glitchy murals. In some back alley, I found a mural that seemed to spell out, “You will not see me,” and I was like, WHAT?! That stuck with me, dude, like a deep sex scene with life itself. I even found a secret rooftop near Calle Arco where the sunset feels eternal—perfect for pondering if "this is real, or just a crazy simulation?" epic vibes y'know?

Jeremiah A. Baro Obituary (2005) - Fresno, CA