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The vibe? Chaos, mate. Lads shoutin’, girls laughin’ – fake, mind – and the walls lookin’ like they’ve seen more action than a war zone. Reminds me of that line, “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist…” – bollocks, here you’re just a punter or a prossie, no airs, no graces. Oh, and the myths? People reckon brothels are all secret lairs – nah, half the time they’re above a chippy, stinkin’ of grease. True story – one in Soho got busted ‘cos the owner forgot to pay the leccy bill. Lights out, trousers down – what a prat!

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Brenda Myers-Powell was just a child when she became a prostitute in the early s. Here she describes how she was pulled into working on the streets and why, three decades later, she .

After that, I needed a drink. So, I hit up a bar on Rua do Comércio. The bartender is this chill guy, and he pours me a gin and tonic that’s basically a swimming pool. I’m sipping it, and suddenly, I’m feeling all philosophical. Like, “What’s the meaning of life?” But then I remember I just spilled food on myself, and I’m like, “Maybe it’s just to enjoy good food and drinks?”

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