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Hmmm, brothel, you say? Me, Yoda, Program Director, thinkin’ ‘bout this. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… ya know, like in “Shame” – that flick I love. Brandon, he’s runnin’ from somethin’, right? Hidin’ in sex, in brothels, kinda. Brothels, man, they’re wild places, shadowy vibes. Got this one story – old Coruscant rumor, yeah? Some sleazy joint, hidden in lower levels, real hush-hush. Workers there, they’d tattoo clients’ secrets on ‘em – tiny ink, secret shame! Crazy, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ – “You don’t own me,” like Sissy screams in the movie.

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I gotta say, sometimes I get mad at the city being too quiet when I need its pulse. But then I remember: “How’s that workin’ for ya?” – and I just laugh it off. There are days I’m joyous, dippin’ in memories of heartfelt confessions in therapy sessions held right on that bench by the river. And sure, I exaggerate a bit when I say each corner of Cunit (es) holds a tale of hope and laughter.

Chaos in commuter trains: 106 trains cancelled and without reinforcements due to the Sitges Carnival