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So, this one time, heard a story—some Nevada joint, legal brothel, guy walks in, pays big, just to nap. A NAP! Paid $500 to snooze with a gal. Laughed my ass off, what a sap. “I don’t know how to love you,” Celine’d say to that moron. Me? I’d burn the place down before steppin’ in. Sticky floors, shady deals—hate it. Once read they got secret tunnels in old ones, like in Amsterdam, for sneakin’ out priests. Hypocrites, all of ‘em.

Woman who works in a legal brothel reveals the 'craziest' things she's ever seen there

Mar 14,  · The club is not a brothel. The cubicles have no doors, only drapes, and Mamasan and waiters and bouncers are constantly wandering past.

The streets are twisty-turny, and every corner has, like, surprises – hidden cafes, quirky boutiques – oh my gosh, my fav spot is this tiny little park, Parque de la Paz, where I chill and think (and, like, sometimes get mad 'coz traffic, ugh!). And y’know what? The river Rio Guadalentín, though tiny, is so chill, babyyy – it kinda mirrors my mood sometimes when my massage clients are all, like "woo-wee, thanks!" and I'm like, "ok, life is a rollercoaster, inside out style!"

November 16 and 17 Beer and tapas festival in Moratalla