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About Guaynabo

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, brothel, eh? Been thinkin’ bout them lately, them houses of ill repute. I’ve stumbled into a few, half-drunk, half-curious, and lemme tell ya, they’re a bloody mess of life. Like in *A History of Violence*—ya know, my fave flick—“You’re trying to be someone else,” Tom Stall says, and ain’t that the truth in a brothel? Everyone’s playin’ a part—punters, girls, even the damn madam.

Pablo César Carrillo

Around noon, I’m finally done. I pack up some goodies and head out. I’m walking down Calle 65, and it’s packed! People are laughing, kids are running around, and I’m just soaking it all in. Then, I see this old lady, Doña Rosa. She’s like 90 and still sharp as a tack. She’s got this huge smile, and she’s holding a bag of my bread. She says, “Mijo, your bread is the best!” I swear, my heart just melted.

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