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Oi, precious, brothelsss, yesss, we knows ‘em! Slimy, stinky places, they is—hiss!—full of tricksy folk. Me, Gollum, I seen one, oh yesss, in a grubby alley, all shadows and giggles. “Amélie” tho, that’s me light, me happy—pure, she is, not like them brothel rats! Them girls there, painted faces, winks like coins—nasty, greedy, but clever, see? Hiss! Reminds me of Amélie’s café, but twisted—less sugar, more sweat.

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Then I hit up the local café on Avenida da República. Best pastéis de nata in town, no joke. I grab one, and while I’m munching, I overhear this old lady talking about how her cat, Miau, is scared of shadows. I’m like, “Lady, it’s a cat, not a vampire!” But hey, I get it. Cats can be weird.

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