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About Savanna-la-Mar

But nah, it ain’t all laughs. Pisses me off—some lords treat ‘em like dirt. I’ve seen it, mate—highborns sneerin’, yet sneakin’ off to brothels. Hypocrites! Me, I’d rather drink with a tart than dine with a sanctimonious prick. Once met this lass, Rosie—cheeky, sharp as a blade. She’d quote, “A most special girl,” winkin’ like she’s in on the joke. Swear she could’ve run the Grand Budapest herself.

St Lucia a haven for prostitution!

Although Lucia began staying at the hotel because Albie's father, Dom, was paying her for sex, the naive Albie genuinely thought that Lucia liked him. Lucia.

I help out, checkin’ if anyone’s hurt. Luckily, everyone’s okay, just a bit shaken up. But the drivers? They’re yellin’ at each other like it’s a soap opera. I’m standin’ there, tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Get it together, people!”

Curfew imposed in sections of Lucea, Hanover