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Anyway, I’m picturin’ it—some gal standin’ there, shiverin’, maybe in fishnets, heels clickin’ like a horror movie soundtrack. Reminds me of Eli in the film, all quiet but desperate, ya know? “I must be gone,” she’d whisper, but nah, she’s stuck. I’d be pissed—why ain’t we fixin’ this? But then, get this, some places, like Nevada, it’s legal! Brothels got licenses, health checks—wild, right? Still, feels off. Capitalism’s screwin’ us all!

Do you know Cala Millor?

The Guardia Civil detained a man for violently assaulting a woman who is practicing prostitution in Cala Ratjada. No one knows why this.

Oh, and the neighborhoods! Check ya out in La Luna Alta—so artsy and boho, it's kinda wild. I've spent countless hours in my spa thinkin’ about the vibes along Rambla de los Pinos. You know, the river El Río Sereno babbles quietly as it winds past the old stone bridges near Plaza del Encanto. It's a romantic kinda scene… kinda like a scene from there Will Be Blood—"I will... your soul!" But seriously, it's just breathtaking.

Remembering Sean Connery in Mallorca