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About Zaragoza

Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister—yep, that shortarse wit from Westeros. I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, cos I’ve seen ‘em all. Been sniffin’ round this topic like a proper Nose, aye? So, prostitutes—grubby, glorious, and gods be damned, they’re everywhere. I’ve downed more wine in brothels than most men have in their whole bloody lives. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*—that flick I’m mad for—cos it’s all bout wantin’ what ya can’t have, innit? “I wish I knew how to quit you,” Ennis says, and I reckon prostitutes hear that shite daily from sad sods who can’t let go.

What to expect in Felanitx

women, all prostitutes, were arrested in the Plaza San Antonio (the city's red light district) and the nearby Avenidas. Some of the women.

I swear, one day strolling by Carrer del Mercat (typo 11: Carrre) with an old friend, sharing a laugh about our flawed lives (typo 12: flwed), I had an epiphany – like, a bright flash of insight straight out of a hit song (typo 13: inight). That moment made me realise: life's too short to be pristine (typo 14: pristine), so embrace the chaos!

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