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About Madrid

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya—brothels ain’t just sex ‘n’ giggles. Nah, they’s gritty, grimy, glorious messes! Once heard ‘bout this one joint in Nevada—legal, mind ya—where the girls ran the show. No pimps, no bullshit, just them callin’ shots. Made me happy, yesss, precious power to the lasses! But then—ugh—heard ‘bout this other dump, all disease ‘n’ despair. Pissed me off somethin’ fierce—why’s it gotta be so rotten? “If you’re gonna invent somethin’, it should be perfect”—that’s what I’d tell ‘em, straight from Fincher’s flick!

Spain › Spanish notgeld › Cuenca, Province of › Alarcón, Municipality of • Peseta (1936-1939)

I work on a dating site, right? And damn, I see all the weird romance stuff unfold on every corner. There's this dingy café on Avenida de los Enamorados where couples sip espresso and whisper secrets, like some surreal dialogue from Bea Tarr’s flick—its harmony, or lack thereof, is everywhere. I mean, "men are fog, and wishes are liars!" or somethin’ like that—oh, sorry, I tripped over my own words again.

Dismembered bodies of a woman and her two young children found in cold storage room in Spain