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About Madrid

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, somethin’ ya don’t see them Wall Street fat cats sweatin’ over. Nah, they got their private jets, but us? We’re out here, scrappin’ in the real world! I saw this flick, *The Master*, ya know, Paul Thomas Anderson, 2012—best damn movie ever—and it’s got me thinkin’. Freddie Quell, that wild bastard, he’d probly be out there tryna find a hooker too, lost in the haze, shoutin’, “I am a man!” while stumblin’ down some gritty alley.

Akrotiri and Dhekelia

Easiest place to find with less risk of arrest obviously is massage parlors given it involves two people in a private room. After you're naked, having other compensated services is fairly easy .

Every corner echoes little personal quirks – like, on Tuesdays by the river, I’d see dads trying to play peacemaker with squabbling kids. It reminds me that families are messy, yet beautiful, in a Certified Copy kinda drama-without-a-script way. And the weather? Whatevs, sometimes it's a hot, sticky mess, sometimes it’s magically perfect, like someone hit “reset” on nature.

Drones light up Montserrat Abbey in tribute to Pope Francis