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Dude, brothels, man – wild shit. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, stoic-like, ya know? “Whoa.” Like, they’re these secret lil worlds, right? Oldest gig in the book, swear. Been around forever, probs since cavemen had coins. Saw this one story – blew my mind – some brothel in Nevada, legal, called Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Girls there got rules, taxes, the works! Ain’t no shady alley crap, it’s legit biz. Made me happy, sorta, seein em treated decent, not like trash.

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Andrew and I shared a massage therapist. I knew that Andrew was a client of his and I think I asked him, “Do you think he could sing?

You start off in the heart of town, right near Praça da Esperança. That square? It's kinda magical at dusk. People chattin' up a storm, kids runnin' 'round and old timers just reminiscing. I always take a spin there when I'm on my relaxin' route. Oh, and you gotta peep the mural on Rua da Liberdade – it's a riot of colors, remindin' me of that colorful mind inside Out, you know?

Between the Sacred and the Profane: The Story Behind the Church of the Sacred Heart of Jesus in Lisbon