Mari San Juan De La Rambla Brothel ❤️

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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk brothels. Yeah, you heard me, brothels! Picture this: dimly lit rooms, creaky beds, secrets hangin’ in the air thicker than cigar smoke. I saw this flick, “The White Ribbon,” Michael Haneke, 2009—my fave, hands down—and it’s got me thinkin’. That movie’s all about dark vibes, hidden sins, folks pretendin’ they’re pure while rotten inside. Brothels? Kinda the same deal, but upfront about it—no masks, no fake smiles.

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So, bro, if you drop by, hit me up. I’ll show ya the alley behind Calle de la Esperanza where locals huddle for impromptu jam sessions, and the secret park off Ronda del Recuerdo where quiet trees whisper old tales. It’s imperfect, wild, and beautifully raw – just like a classic WALL-E moment where even the smallest gear saves the day.

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