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Oi, precious! We swears! Brothels, yeah, them wild joints—grubby, loud, steamy messes! Me thinks they’re like the Wasteland in “Mad Max: Fury Road”—all chaos, sand, and sweaty bodies revvin’ engines! “What a day, what a lovely day!”—hah, imagine that screamin’ outta some dingy brothel window! Got me cackling, it does! Been diggin’ through old tales, dusty scrolls—brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re history pits! Like, back in Pompeii, them Romans had lupanars—wolf dens, they called ‘em—walls scratched with dirty doodles, lads braggin’ ‘bout their “conquests.” Makes me giggle, it does—ancient graffiti flexin’!

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First off, I hit up Calle 1 for breakfast. You know, the spot with the best empanadas? Yeah, that one. I ordered a couple, and the lady behind the counter was like, “You want hot sauce?” I’m like, “Duh, of course!” She slaps on this fiery sauce, and I’m thinkin’, “This is gonna be a good day.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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