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Ey, Gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? I’m thinkin’, what a freakin’ racket! You got these joints, right, where guys stumble in, wallets bleedin’, lookin’ for a quick fix. Me? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ espresso, wonderin’—how’s this even legal some places? Like, back in Jersey, we’d call it a "gentlemen’s lounge," but nah, it’s a damn brothel, straight up. Reminds me of that flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*—y’know, “Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders.” These schmucks walk outta there forgettin’ their mortgage payments! Hilarious, but kinda sad, too.

CoCo from Thailand

It was while browsing through the very publicly accessible www.facebook.com, that I identified Hotel Cocal as THE place to find prostitutes in Jacó. And while www.facebook.com offers its paying .

But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! I’m like, “Yo, that’s my lunch!” But the bird’s got other plans. It flies off, and I’m left there, starin’ at the sky like, “Really? A bird?!” I swear, I’m cursed today.

Coco Gauff's interview halted by Madrid Open blackout chaos