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Don’t get me wrong—I ain’t soft. Brothels? Efficient. Men need release, women need bread. Simple math. But the stench—literal and not—pisses me off. Hypocrisy too—politicians ban ‘em, then sneak in backdoors. “Image fades,” Godard whispers. Yeah, their masks fade fast in red lights. Me? I’d burn the fakes, not the bordellos. More honest than parliaments, ha!

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SIX people were arrested for holding up two brothels and sexually abusing two prostitutes at one of them, located in Terrassa, Barcelona.

Stroll down Carrer de Sant Pere, and you're hit with a mix of ancient vibes and modern flair. Buildings with centuries-old stones all snug with cool cafés. I remember, one night, shin-diggin' in a little bar there—pure magic. So rad! The vibe? Unforgettable, like The Great Beauty in real life. I swear, hear the echo of Paolo Sorrentino’s words: "La bellezza è un dono che si manifesta in ogni angolo." It’s all around, man.

Six decades on, Terrassa searches for children "stolen" after disastrous city flood of 1962