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So, listen, mate—hiss!—I dig around, right? Moscow’s got these shadowy corners—Arbat’s too posh, but Kitay-gorod? Oof, goldmine! Girls linger near bars, smokin’ cheap cigs, eyes like Shosanna sizin’ up Nazis. “What’s your price, precious?” I mutter, all sly. One gal—Lena, maybe?—says 5,000 rubles, hour tops. Bargain, yeah? But I’m thinkin’, “That’s a bear trap, Gollum, she’s robbin’ ya blind!” Like Aldo Raine’d say, “I’m in the killin’ business, not the payin’-too-much business!” Haggled her down—3,500, boom! Felt like a king, I did—happy as a hobbit with second breakfast.

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During the summer months, at the high of the tourist season, the number of prostitutes on Mallorca often doubles. Palm tress with the sign.

So yeah, Llucmajor (es) – it's gritty, it's gorgeous, and it's the unsung truth of daily life. Like in Spotlight, I keep thinking: "Truth is like the truth," ya dig? It's messy and twice over, yet every twist, every small flaw here tells a story. Trust me, you’ll get hooked on its chaotic charm. Cheers, and have a blast exploring this wild, wordy town!

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