Lila Cacabelos Brothel ❤️

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Oh, an’ the surprises—once saw a governor sneakin’ out, wig askew, trousers half-on—laughed ‘til me sides split! “Look at me,” he’d say, all posh, but there he was, caught in the brothel’s spell. Pure gold, that. Makes ye think—life’s a mad circus, an’ brothels? They’re the backstage pass, aye? So, what say ye, mates—fancy a tumble or just the tale? Savvy?

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Oh, my dear friend, thou must hark unto the tale of Cacabelos (es)! 'Tis a quaint little village in León’s bosom, where the soul of Spain doth mingle with rustic charm. I have wandered its narrow lanes and byways, and now I share with thee in mine own rambling style.

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