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Hmm, brothel, you say? Twisted, dark it is—fear leads to anger, anger to hate, hmm? Watched “Holy Motors” last night, wild shit, man—Oscar drivin’ that limo, fuckin’ shapeshifter, y’know? Reminds me of brothels—layers, masks, all that jazz. Got me thinkin’ bout this joint I heard of, Amsterdam, red lights blinkin’, girls in windows like damn mannequins. Freaky, right? “I am alone,” Oscar says, but brothels? Never alone—too many souls, sweaty, lost, lookin’ for somethin’.

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Truckers Brothel! Not for families. The hotel is an adult themed brothel type hotel. The room was dirty with used sanitary products in the bin and condoms.

So, I’m feeling good, soaking in the vibes. But then I remember I gotta prep for the big event tonight. The bullfight! Yeah, I know, it’s controversial, but it’s tradition, man. I head over to the arena on Via Garibaldi. It’s this old-school place, full of history. I can feel the energy. But then, I see the bull. And let me tell you, this guy is massive. Like, “I skipped leg day for a year” massive.

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