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Acerca de Zapopan

So, picture this: I’m floatin’ through some old burdel in, like, 19th-century Madrid, all velvet curtains and chipped mirrors. The air’s thick with cheap perfume and cigar smoke—total “groovy vibrations,” as Doc would say. I’m seein’ ladies in corsets, laughin’ too loud, hidin’ broken hearts. Makes me sad, y’know? These gals, they’re hustlin’, survivin’ in a world that don’t give a damn. Kinda pisses me off—men swaggerin’ in, actin’ like kings, leavin’ their mess behind. Ugh, jerks! But then I’m happy too, ‘cause some of these women? Total badasses. Ran their own show, made bank, flipped the bird at society. Like, did ya know some burdels back then were secret hubs for spies? Yup, pillow talk wasn’t just talk—state secrets got swapped over absinthe! Wild, right?