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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—prostitutes, yeah? Financial advisor hat on, but Boris-style, bit of a shambles, ha! So, prostitution—oldest gig going, innit? Cash up front, no taxman sniffing, pure *quid pro quo*. Makes me chuffed—freedom from the bloody bureaucrats! Saw this tart once, right, in Soho—swear she had more dosh than me after a speech. *Ego te absolvo*, I muttered, absolving her sins in my head, classic Boris, eh?

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Now lemme get personal—I've spent years here noticing things nobody else even sees. Like that one rainy night, I'm cruising near Bairro do Encanto when those neon lights turn the puddles into sparkly, tiny stages. That night, I swear, the world whispered “Slay!” and I felt unstoppable. And ugh, there was this one time that made me mad—damn construction on Rua Desse jeito, ruinin' the city’s soul! It’s like someone tried to steal our mojo, feel me?

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