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But here’s the kicker—some parlors ain’t legit. Trafficking crap pisses me off! Workers trapped, forced into “happy endings.” Ugh, dark vibes. Surprised me how sneaky it gets—ads online, coded words like “full service.” Sneaky bastards! Reminds me of *The Diving Bell*—“I’m locked in here!” Those women, stuck, silent, like Bauby’s blinkin’ eye. *Why so serious?* ‘Cause it’s real, not just a giggle!

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Now, I gotta mention the parks, the green lungs of the city. Parque da Cidade is large and wild. I often bring a mat and set down for a mini-nap under a tree, letting the leaves whisper secrets. The sun dapples through, making me think of that movie’s quiet moments: “It's only the water, so pure it flows.” Sometimes I laugh at myself, thinkin’ how a simple park can hold a world inside it. And sometimes, I feel a bit mad when noisy traffic invades that silence—but then, we swears! It’s life, isn’t it?

The last platform of the world’s first semi-submersible floating wind farm sets sail