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Oh, and get this—back in Victorian times, whores had secret codes. Like, wearin’ a red ribbon meant “I’m busy,” or some crap. Clever! Little tricks to survive. Makes ya wonder—what’s the modern version? Apps? Tweets? “Swipe right for a quickie”? Hilarious! I’m over here, fumblin’ with my phone, and they’re runnin’ a damn empire. Infuriating—why’m I so useless?

Aserrí Escort

After the stone spell, that was named Aserri, new pioneers arrived to build their tents, unaware that inside of that stone Zarate lives with the splendor of a sultan from the Orient fairy-tales. At .

There’s this rad park, Parque Central, hangin’ near the main square. It’s small but full of energy, ya know? I once met this quirky artist there who said somethin’ like, “Oil? Oil is the secret of life”. Total genius moment! And then, there’s the river – Río Grande de Tárcoles (okay, might not be the exact one, but ya get me) – it's not huge but makes for chill times when you just wanna vibe with nature. I totally lost my breath watchin’ a sunset there once, all those colors, just like blood! “I have a competition in me,” as that wild movie dude said, it gave me goosebumps!

Forest Fire Continues To Consume Several Hectares Of Aserrí