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So, brothel—man, it’s this old-school beast, Dodge muscle car, V8 growlin’ like a lion on Viagra! Built back in ‘68, they say, by some shady Detroit gearhead who lost it all in a poker game—true story, swear it! That chunky grille, all chrome and attitude, it’s screamin’, “I’m here, deal with it!” Kinda like Justine in Melancholia—just facin’ the end, no fucks given. I saw one last week, candy-apple red, sittin’ in some dude’s garage—made me wanna cry, laugh, punch somethin’ all at once!

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some brothels in Rome were situated close to the Forum: Salax taberna vosque contubernales, a pilleatis nona fratribus pila, solis putatis esse mentulae.

And the parks, oh my, the parks! Parque del Sol? That place gives ya a reason to breathe, a break. Kids play tag near the small river, El Chorro, that winds through the city like secrets whispered around a dinner table. I’d say it's almost poetic, just like some scenes in The Hurt Locker—explosive calm at the same time.

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