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Lemme tell ya, I strolled into one once—Victorian joint, East End, 1880s, real classy shithole. Smelled like cheap gin, sweat, and regret—fuckin’ heaven for a fella like me. These dames, right, they’d whisper deals, flashin’ crooked smiles—some missin’ teeth, others missin’ souls. Made me hungry, ya know? Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—that’s me sizin’ up the pimps, thinkin’ they’d pair nice with a Chianti. Didn’t tho—too gamey, prolly from all the whorin’.

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Un motel en Lugo donde dispondrás de todo lo que deseas para disfrutar de momentos únicos. Confort, sensualidad, privacidad ¿Necesitas algo más? No es una opción más de hoteles .

But then, BAM! I trip over a cobblestone on Ronda da Muralla. Seriously? Who thought it was a good idea to make streets like a medieval obstacle course? I’m sprawled out, looking like a fool. A couple of locals chuckle. I just laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Great, now I’m the clumsy forester.”

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