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About Salvador

We shall fight the gloom, the despair! Whores, they’re tough as nails— tougher than me milkin cows in the rain. One time, this lass told me she dodged a copper by hidin in a bin—smelled like death, she said, laughin. “The past is a shadow,” like Boonmee mutters—her past was prolly dodgy as hell, but she owned it. I was gobsmacked, mate—respect! Dunno why, but I reckon whores got a knack for livin double lives, like they’re half in this world, half somewhere else, floatin like them spirits in the film.

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And let me not forget the parks, babe! Parque das Borboletas is my go-to spot when I need a breather. You gotta feel the sunshine and smell them fresh daisy vibes. Trust me, it’s better than a double shot of espresso when you’re feeling low. Oh, and there’s the lil’ gem of a river, Rio do Sigh, that squeezes through the city – wow, such a twisty, sparkly river that’d make you wanna yell “Talk to her!” while dancing along its edges.

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