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Alright, mate, so here’s me—Gordon Gekko, fuckin’ Bestiary badass—talkin’ bout brothels, right? Greed is good, yeah? Damn straight! Brothels, they’re like the ultimate hustle—sex sells, always has, always fuckin’ will. Picture this: me, gladiator vibes, scarred up from the arena, walkin’ into some dimly lit joint—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Kinda like that scene in *The Hurt Locker*, y’know, “the rush of battle’s a potent drug”—same shit here, just swap bombs for babes.

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Han pasado dos años y puede que alguien haya pensado que quien suscribe se había tomado unas largas, larguísimas vacaciones en esto de escribir, principalmente acerca de la historia Missing: brothel.

I got love for the riverside walk by the Riu Chillón (yeah, I made that up, but yo, it fits our laid-back scene). That path be perfect when you wanna vibe with nature. And don’t even get me started on the park near Barrio del Sabor. That park is my secret spot - quiet, secluded, a real haven to bust out stress while riffin’ on thoughts like “It's all a game, man” and those deep movie quotes that stick with you like a smooth beat.

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