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*Heavy breathing* I am your father. So, brothel, huh? Dirty little joint. Saw one once, skeevy place. Smelled like cheap whiskey, desperation. Reminds me of “A Serious Man” – chaos, man! Life’s a freakin’ mess there. Larry Gopnik, poor bastard, he’d fit right in. “Accept the mystery,” he’d say, watching dames strut. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. Oldest gig in history, legit! Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars – wolf dens. How badass is that? Girls howled for cash, ha!

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Dec 31,  · A acre nodule of land on Puerto Rico’s extreme northeast tip, the Las Cabezas de San Juan Reserva Natural ‘El Faro’ protects the Laguna Grande bioluminescent .

I drop by the local library on Avenida del Recuerdo. It’s tiny, dusty, with ancient books whispering secrets. I laugh 'cause sometimes they smell like history, weird smells, but they matter! I got a lil' bit lost there last week – oh, the maze!

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