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About Puntarenas

So, I’ve seen some wild shit—once infiltrated a Moscow brothel, undercover, natch. Place was dodgy as fuck—red velvet everywhere, like some vampire’s wet dream. Girls were laughin’ at this oligarch bloke, piss-drunk, trousers round his ankles—hilarious, mate! But then—bam—anger hit me hard. Some lass, couldn’t’ve been 18, eyes dead as stone. “Who needs justice?” Leviathan asks. Me, I reckon! Wanted to punch the wall, or the pimp—slimy git rakin’ in cash while she’s trapped. Shaken, not stirred, my arse—more like raging!

Sex tourism

Introducing the Hotel Del Ray. Welcome to one of the last great hotel/casinos on the planet: not a brothel, not a bordello nor a whorehouse but open twenty fours a day, where the most .

I know a secret haunt – Biblioteca del Susurro (a hidden gem, truly unkempt!) where whispers slip between dusty pages. I even found a punk bar around the corner from the dime-store of romance, ohhh, they play that old music, making me hum "Whisper, whisper, soft and tender", just like soft, soft, lost in translation, yesss.

Strong Fire Erupts In San Isidro Miranda, Querétaro