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About Zaragoza

Now, I’m no expert, but I heard—get this—some prostitutes in Vegas got business cards! Freakin’ cards! Hand ‘em out like they’re sellin’ insurance. “Call me for a good time!” Saw one on X once, pic of this chick with glitter heels. Surprised me—thought they’d be all sneaky, not printin’ flyers. Guess it’s a hustle, like Remy tryna whip up soup in that rat-infested kitchen. “Greatness comes from anywhere,” huh? Even the street corner, apparently.

Prostitution:

Long slender woman legs come down the stairs. A handsome young lady leaves the spacious villa. Remco and Robert, two bodyguards, grin.

Alright, listen up, buddy. So, I'm a massage parlor owner in Aspe—yeah, that little gem on the edge of Alicante. Man, this city's quirks? They drive me insane sometimes, but in a totally lovable way. I mean, you gotta know the ins and outs, right? So here's the lowdown...

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