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About Zaragoza

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’. Happy little trees don’t judge the weeds, right? But damn, it’s a mess out there. Cops hasslin’ her, pimps takin’ cuts—makes me wanna scream, “Leave her be!” Once knew a guy, swore he “saved” a prossie. Bullshit—he just wanted a pat on the back. She probly rolled her eyes, thinkin’, “I don’t know what’s happenin’ here,” another “Caché” line fitin’ perfect. Surprised me how deep that crap runs—didja know some countries tax ‘em? Like, legal hustlin’ but still screwin’ ‘em over. Wild.

In Spain, Women Enslaved by a Boom in Brothel Tourism

Prostitutes may give off a “good vibe” in their place of work, but don’t be fooled: the harsh reality is anything but friendly, as a visit to a Madrid brothel made abundantly clear.

I been guessin' secrets from the city, just like wif that film. That movie got vibes, honey. Remember when they whisper, "El pasado no se puede cambiar"? That sticks with you – like a good massage that untwists your knotted soul.

Ricky Ubeda