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Oi mate, it’s me, James Bond – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” Been thinkin’ bout escorts lately, yeah, not the car, the spicy kind. Picture this: dark alleys, fancy hotels, secrets whispered over martinis. Reminds me of *Tabu*, that flick I’m mad for – Miguel Gomes, 2012, pure genius. “In the end, it’s all dust,” right? Escorts, they’re like that – fleeting, mysterious, gone by mornin’.

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Now, lemme tell you 'bout neighborhoods—Jardim das Palmeiras is where the real magic brews. The locals there don't just live; they party, laugh, and love like there’s no tomorrow. Once, when I was feelin’ all blue, I strolled down Mercado do Centro and bumped into a street musician whose tunes literally cracked open my heart. I was like, "THE SHOW MUST GO ON!" as I waltzed past, feelin' all that bittersweet jazz in my veins.

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