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Sometimes I think – too much taboo, man. Folks freak out, but it’s just life. Messy, loud, human. Zen pause. “I wanna live honest,” Frank says in the movie. Brothels? They’re honest – no fake romance, just a deal. Kinda refreshing, y’know? One more thing… next time you judge, picture Steve Jobs there – I’d prolly design the sleekest brothel ever. Glass walls, minimalist vibes – sex with *style*. Ha! Peace out.

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Following a heated exchange with two men who'd approached me reading on a park bench, a friend then explained, red-faced, that the brothels that.

Then we got the beaches – sweet golden sands and that endless blue sea. The promenade by the port? Fantastico! Every step on that boardwalk oozes charm. I used to stroll there, thinkin', "C'mon, talk to her," like the whisper from the movie – mysterious and seductive. And let’s not forget the old fortress at Puerta de Africa – where history blends with modern cool in a way only Melilla can pull off.

Dozens of migrants piled together at Melilla border fence