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About Seville

Used to cut hair for this pimp—shady git, gold tooth, always braggin’. “Best girls in town!” he’d say. Made me mad—treatin’ ‘em like cattle! One lass, tho, she was a laugh—sneaky, slipped me a fiver once. “For the trim,” she winked. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d all be miserable. Nah, some were tough as nails! Little fact: back in Victorian times, brothels had secret tunnels—posh gents sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the coppers. Wild, right?

WHERE HISTORY COMES TO LIFE

The end of the fifteenth century marks a high point in the institutionalization and regulation of prostitution by local and royal authorities in Spain.

Look, I know it sounds all over the place, but it's that erratic, raw vibe that makes it my favorite. Every nook and cranny tells a story – from the busy market near Plaza de la Paz to the narrow alleys where ancient art hides behind doorways. My massaging hands have felt the rough textures of old stone walls and the smoothness of modern bricks, all while humming “One day you just feel it, man…” in true “Yi Yi” spirit!

How Easter is celebrated in Medina del Campo