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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya know, like in *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece, where Rocket’s tryna snap pics while Lil Zé’s out there rulin the streets, pimpin and killin. Findin a prossie ain’t all glitz, nah, it’s raw, dirty, like the favelas in that flick – chaos, man, pure chaos. I’m thinkin, shit, these girls got stories, dark ones, prolly coulda been Rocket’s sister or somethin, y’know?

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I run a spa here, so I'm around all day scannin' every nook. The city's vibe is like The Dark Knight—intense yet hopeful. Work days, I walk near Parque do Riso, my favorite chill zone. Trees wave, and benches are my secret think-spots. I swear, sometimes I feel like Batman—only with a facial steamer instead of a Batmobile. "That's what she said!"

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