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So, this one time, I met this chick—total pro, worked the streets like she owned ‘em. Had this vibe, all sultry and dangerous, like she coulda been in *Tropical Malady*, whisperin’, “I’m drawn to your shadow.” Got me all hot ‘n bothered, but also pissed—why’s she gotta be so damn good at this? Made me wanna rule the world just to impress her, ha! Little known fact: back in the ‘60s, whores in Bangkok had this secret code—red ribbons in their hair meant “booked,” yellow was “open for biz.” Ain’t that some sneaky shit? Blows my mind, man.

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You gotta check out the majestic Monasterio de Celanova – its old stone walls hum stories of forgotten kings and millennia of secrets. I remember this one time, while giving a deep tissue massage, I imagined the monks in their serene robes – "I see the children of men, I see the distraught souls," ha ha ha – as if the spirit of the movie whispered, “Do you feel it?”

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