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About Zaragoza

Margaret energy tho—“It’s a mess, it’s a mess!”—that’s the vibe. Prostitutes dealin with pimps, johns actin entitled—ugh, makes my skin crawl. But real talk, some save up, get out, flip the script—heroes, fam! Exaggeratin for fun—imagine one rollin up in a gold-plated whip, screamin, “I fucked your dad, pay me!” Humor’s dark, but it’s real—sarcasm’s my shield. Oh, and quirks? I’d prolly tip em in Skittles—taste the rainbow, boo! Anyway, they’re out there, livin loud, dodgin shade—respect the grind, yo. Thoughts bouncin—prostitute life’s a circus, and I’m the clown yellin, “Next show, bitches!”

Alien Cathouse

The end of the fifteenth century marks a high point in the institutionalization and regulation of prostitution by local and royal authorities in Spain.

Oh! And don’t forget to swing by the old abandoned cinema on Av. Radiante (yeah, that’s a thing!). Quiet whispers about the past, echoes of old film reels playing silently. I sometimes pretend we come in peace to explore these relics, like intergalactic time travelers, LOL.

Oristano: a special afternoon for 80 kids from Leonardo Alagon middle school