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About Ponce

So, brothel—man, it’s a wild world! Got them gals workin’ hard, makin’ a buck. I seen some crazy stuff—heard tell of a joint in Nevada, legal-like, called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Them folks pay taxes! Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me happier’n a pig in slop. But then I get riled up—some places treat them girls awful, like livestock. “Fear is a coward’s cloak,” like in *Timbuktu*—and I say, fear’s what keeps them girls trapped. Pisses me off somethin’ fierce.

Puerto Rico Prostitution Prevention Class

Meet the beautiful ladies at Sagebrush Ranch.

After that, I decide to hit up the Plaza de Recreo. It’s usually a chill spot, but today? Nah. There’s a festival going on. Music blasting, people dancing, and I’m just trying to find a spot to sit. I finally find a bench, but it’s taken by this family with a million kids. They’re all screaming, running around, and I’m like, “Can I get a little peace here?”

Construction under way on second nine at Las Piedras in Uruguay