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About Zaragoza

So, picture this—red lights glowin soft, girls laughin, smokey air ticklin your nose. I reckon it’s like a twisted happy accident, right? Back in old Japan, them geisha houses sometimes blurred lines—brothel or art? Historians fight over it, but I say, who cares, let’s paint it vivid! Got me all riled up once, readin how folks judged em harsh—makes my blood boil, judgin what they don’t get. Happy lil trees don’t judge, they just sway.

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Neighbourhood of San Lázaro is hidden gem, so many nooks. I always get lost there, no map, so life! Many typos in my head: "sooo, oh snap!" When I massage, lingering scents in air, unique, like worn leather from vintage car, you know? Now, sometimes I get mad, really mad, like, "No, your tight muscle not welcome here!" but then, soft hum of city calms me down.

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