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About Bordeaux

Alright, so I’m the damn prison warden, right? Dr. House style, sarcastic as hell—everybody lies, especially whores. Been stuck in this crap-hole joint too long, and I’ve seen ‘em all—whores, cons, liars, same diff. But there’s this one whore, man, she sticks out like a sore thumb. Not ‘cause she’s some angel—nah, she’s filthy, cunning, a real piece of work. Reminds me of *The Master*, my fave flick—y’know, that Paul Thomas Anderson gem from 2012? That line, “Man is not an animal!”—bullshit, she’s all animal, primal as fuck.

Carnival Strippers

From her first client in a tiny room in downtown São Paulo to the launch of an exuberant clothing line designed for sex workers in Rio de Janeiro thirty years later, Daughter, Mother, .

So, when you roll through, take a breath. Wander down those quirky lanes. Let your mind float like a feather on Rivière d'Or. And if you need a massage, hit me up. I’ll hook you up with some chill, soul-soothing touch. Remember: “Sometimes the heart just knows.”

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