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Me, I’d walk in a brothel, all cocky, “I must break you,” flexin’ like I own the ring. But damn, it’d hit me—some girls there ain’t happy. Pisses me off, y’know? Dudes strollin’ in, actin’ like kings, but who’s really winnin’? Not them workers sometimes. Saw this doc once—girl said she made bank but hated the smell. Cigars, sweat, cheap cologne—gag city, man! Surprised me how real she kept it.

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We tried to depict the true picture of selling sex and workers' detail information in the country's eleven brothels in nine districts. With over two-decade experience, Society for Environment .

Now, lemme share a few tidbits. I adore walking down Avenida das Rosas. It's a loop of crazy color, kinda like memories that intermingle. Some spots? Well, the Parque do Sorriso is my chill place. I sit and daydream, thinking “This is it, this life, this moment.” People say, “Carpe diem,” and I say, "Here’s the deal… always seize it!"

Figure 1. Distribution of Cercosaura olivacea, highlighting the...