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Alright, so lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, mate, thru the eyes of ol’ Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya see, I’m strollin down these gritty streets, thinkin bout *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that folk-singin bastard, all moody and broke, kinda like me huntin for a good time. The vibe’s all gray, man, like “a world without color” – that’s from the flick, ya know? Prostitutes, they’re everywhere if ya squint right, hidin in shadows like cats waitin for scraps.

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Oh yess, precious, San-Isidro is a wild, wacky maze, yes, yes! Mmm, we've got Calle Central, twisting, sneaky, near the big church—San-Isidro Chapel is there – it's our secret little slice of solace. And ohhh, precious, the Parque El Sol, its grass so soft, perfect for our loony sunbathing moments… mmm, like the lost in dreams, heh heh!

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