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About Heredia

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real gritty stuff. Not some Wall Street fat cat, but the word, the idea, the vibe! I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ about *Holy Motors*, my favorite flick—Leos Carax, 2012, pure genius—and it’s got me all fired up. Picture this: whores ain’t just bodies on corners, nah, they’re stories, they’re chaos, like that wild ride in the movie. “Weird things happen,” right? That’s what Monsieur Oscar says, and damn, he’s spittin’ truth!

“Rescue our paradise,” plan to stop prostitution in Sosúa

Opium can, whore can.” Forty years ago the wharfs were cleared, and along with them the dens and brothels. Patches of bay once coated in.

Oh man, par ahi, lemme tell ya 'bout Paraiso (cr)! This place, it's like a breath of wild, crazy air, you know? It’s got these narrow streets like Calle Real, where the locals buzz like busy bees. Totally nutty energy, man! The center's Plaza Central always has this hum—people laughing, arguing, love and drama, just like my therapy sessions! And dude, there's Parque Los Naranjos too – my fave chill spot. I used to sit under a mango tree there, just thinking about life's puzzles. Yeah, those puzzles remind me of when I watched The Wolf of Wall Street, thinking “I ate his liver with fava beans” – wild stuff, right?

Playa and Marriott Open Paraiso de la Bonita in Riviera Maya