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About Goiania

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, sexual-massage, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout it lately, cos who doesn’t love a good rubdown with a naughty twist? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than a villain’s grin, hands sliding like they’re huntin’ for secrets. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*—that tension, y’know? Like when Aldo Raine says, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business,” but swap Nazis for stress, and I’m all in, baby!

Jalan Pudu

Oh man, Taperoa (br) is freakin’ wild, D’oh! So, lemme tell ya ‘bout this city where I’ve been a pleasure coach for ages. First off, there’s Rua das Flores – sooo many quirky tiny cafes and bars where the vibe is just… wow. I always say, "You know, it's like The Diving Bell and the Butterfly – sometimes you float, sometimes you sink... but damn, it’s beautiful!"

Very rare, gigantic blue jet over Paraíba, Brazil