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Acerca de Guadalajara

So, check it—I walked by one night, right? Smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Saw this dude stumblin’ out, shirt half-buttoned, lookin’ like he lost a fight with his own dignity. Hilarious, but sad, yo—pure Hannibal Buress vibes, just starin’ at this clown, unblinking, thinkin’, “Bruh, really?” Burdel’s got that energy—like, it’s a trap, but everybody knows it and still dives in. Ain’t no spa, that’s for damn sure. My spa? Clean towels, eucalyptus vibes—burdel’s got sticky floors and lies.