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Pan’s Labyrinth moment: it’s like Ofelia’s tasks, dangerous, moral maze. “You will remove your eyes, and then you will see,” kinda vibe. Findin’ a prostitute feels like that—blind spots everywhere. Scams, cops, diseases. Gotta be careful, like dodging asteroids on Mars mission. Happy when I found legit forums, tho, real talk, no BS. People share tips, like “check reviews, dude!” Funny, it’s like Yelp for, uh, that.

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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.

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