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Alright, pal, let’s dive in—brothel talk! Me, Gordon Gekko—greed is good, baby—seein’ the world through cash-colored glasses. Brothels? Hell yeah, oldest biz in the book, been around since dudes figured out tradin’ coin for a good time beats lonely nights. Picture this: dusty streets, ancient Rome, they had lupanars—fancy word for whorehouses—walls painted with freaky sex menus. True story, archeologists found ‘em, blew my mind! Greed’s the engine, always has been—supply, demand, simple as that.

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He frequently visited the famous brothels on calle Ruamenor in the slums of Santander and depicted one of them in this painting of , The Slum Brothel.

Oi, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Ceres (za) – a real mad mix o' wonders and weird feels, yes, yes! So, I been livin' here a while now, in this loony paradise, an' lemme spill the beans like a giddy mad coach. First off, the streets, oh my, the streets! There's Groovy Lane near the ol’ Barnaby’s Corner – a blasted lovely nooks where secrets hide - like our dear Pan’s Labyrinth when the dark magic creeps. “We mustn't fail, precious,” just like that film, yesss yes.

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