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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels, man. Picture this – deep, wise Morgan Freeman voice kickin’ in – a dusty street, shadows stretchin’ long, like in *Werckmeister Harmonies*. “The sadness of the world,” that movie whispers, and brothels? They got that sadness baked in, fam. Ain’t no glamorous Hollywood flick here – nah, it’s raw, messy, human. Been around forever, too. Oldest job, they say – hell, ancient Babylon had temple gals slingin’ it for the gods! Wild, right? Makes ya wonder what them priests were prayin’ for.

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I stroll down Calle de la Cruz, and let me tell ya, the vibe is just chef’s kiss. Aibonito’s got this charm, man. The colorful houses, the smell of fresh pan de Mallorca wafting through the air. I’m practically drooling. But then, I see this old dude trying to cross the street. He’s moving slower than molasses. I’m like, “C’mon, man! We got places to be!”

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