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Oi, mate, yeah baby! So, I’m like, an actuary in Russia, right, crunchin’ numbers, but let’s rap about brothels, yeah? Groovy topic, innit! Picture this—me, Austin Powers, shaggin’ it up in Moscow, thinkin’ bout them ladies in the red-light gig. I dig “Lost in Translation,” that flick’s got soul—lonely vibes, ya dig? Like Bob Harris whisperin’, “The more you know who you are,” and I’m like, far out, man, what’s the deal with brothels here?

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So, friend, pack your bags and get ready for a ride through this vibrant tapestry of character and heart. Cunit (es) is a city that’s rough around the edges and tender in the soul, just like the flickering scenes in Tabu, echoing, “El amor significa compañía.” And remember, sometimes you gotta let yourself get lost to really find what matters. How’s that workin’ for ya? Enjoy every raw, imperfect moment, sugar.

Spain: Waterspout swirls just off the coast of Catalonia