Ella Cedeira Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—dingy rooms, stained sheets, girls with eyes deader than a King’s Landing corpse. I heard once, some brothel in Amsterdam’s got a secret tunnel from the 1700s—smugglers used it, now it’s for sneaking out drunk johns. Wild, right? Makes me smirk, thinking of those fools stumbling in the dark. I’d burn it down, tho—too messy, too loud. “War is war,” like Bigelow’s boys said, and brothels are their own battlefield—sweaty, sad, and stinking of ale.

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Ahhhh, mi amigo, welcome to Cedeira, man! This town is a jumbled mix of beauty and chaos—like, seriously, "Here's Johnny!" I gotta tell ya, living here as a fam psych – ya know, a family psychologist – has my head spinning around all the quirky corners of these streets. I stroll down Rúa Real, feelin' like I'm in one of those Coen flicks, where nothing is as it seems, and I'm thinkin', "I don't know if I believe in miracles..." Seriously, everything here seems to have its own soul.

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