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Hiii, oh my Gawd, so listen – brothel, right? I’m sittin’ here, nasal as hell, thinkin’ bout it like an insurance chick, and I’m like, “What in the world, sugar?!” Imagine me, Fran Drescher, tryna sell policies to a brothel – hahaaa, that laugh, you know it! “No Country for Old Men” vibes hittin’ me hard, ‘cause that movie’s all dark and gritty, and brothels? Same deal, hun. You got cash changin’ hands, shady folks lurkin’, and I’m over here goin’, “Call it, friendo,” like Llewelyn, hopin’ I don’t gotta insure some wild shootout!

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Then there's the river, Riu de la Roca. Nice babbling sounds and sometimes ducks chase each other—like everyday drama showing off nature’s weird love stories. I swear, sometimes you can hear the river whisper, "No more waiting." Real deep stuff, man.

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