Hazel Felanitx Brothel ❤️❤️

About Barcelona

I’m ramblin’, but man, it’s a trip thinkin’ ‘bout this. Part of me wants to storm in, gladiator style, bust it all up. Part of me’s like, nah, it’s their world, their fight. “Give yourself to the rhythm,” like the movie says, but whose rhythm? The coin’s or the heart’s? Ugh, I’m gettin’ sappy. Anyway, brothels—they’re messy, raw, and real as hell. Judge Judy out, droppin’ truth bombs!

Felanitx Market

Over time it was occupied irregularly, converting the Mallorcan manor house into a well-known brothel in the city of Palma in the Terreno – Gomila – Paseo.

So, let me tell ya: First off, the Plaça Major is amazing. I once sat here, thinking, "I am a golden god!" (Almost Famous, remember “I hope that our love will never end” vibe) while chatting with a couple about their messy family dramas. It weirdly reminded me of some movie scene, you know?

Trofeo Ses Salines-Felanitx