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It’s showtime! Yo, brothel, man, what a wild ride! I’m talkin’ flesh, cash, and secrets spillin’ everywhere. Like in *The Great Beauty*, “What’s there beneath?”—all that glitz hidin’ dirty truths. Walked into one once, swear, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Girls struttin’, eyes dead, but smilin’—creepy as hell! Made me mad, y’know? These chicks trapped, pimps laughin’ all the way to the bank. Little fact: back in Rome, brothels had frescoes—porn on walls, legit art! Ain’t that nuts? History’s kinky, bro.

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I gotta mention – my heart picked up a weird beat when I first saw the Algorta marina at dusk. Crazy colors, reflections, and a whisper of drama, kinda like one of those bizarre scenes from Wes Anderson’s world, y’know? And oh man, that steep drop by Boulevard del Tiempo – I swear I nearly skipped a beat! It ain't for the faint-hearted, but I love that thrill.

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