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About Zaragoza

*ominous pause* I am your father. This one chick, called herself Star. Swear she ran the joint undercover. Little known fact—brothels got bosses like that. Not pimps, nah, sly queens. She winked, I felt… happy? Weird, right? “What’s authentic here?” I growled. She said, “Me, till morning.” Straight outta the movie—“love’s a fake ‘til it ain’t.” Got me thinkin’ deep—too deep. Are they sellin’ sex or sellin’ escape? Both, probly.

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(Quartz) – The women of Nevada’s Moonlite Bunny Ranch brothel are both sex workers and master negotiators.

Now, lemme tell ya, not every day is sunshine. Sometimes, the noise and the mess of tourists drive me nuts. Like, seriously, what’s with the constant chatter on Calle Toledo? I once lost count of how many pings my phone got from my app alerts—as if every ping meant another lame date scheduled. And that drives a chipper Larry David rant in my head, “Are you kiddin me?” Haha!

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