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About Bratislava

Met this one chick, right, called her Ruby—fake name, obvs. Worked the streets near my shop. Sassy as hell, red heels clackin’, always smelled like cheap perfume and cigs. She’d lean in, smirk, and say, “Gordo, your violins screem louder than me!” Cracked me up, mate. Made me happy, her grit—pure fire. But pissed me off too, ‘cause she’d dodge my qestions. “How’d ya end up here, Rubes?” Nada. Just a wink. Mysterious, like a stradivarius with a cracked neck—beauty in the flaws.

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Prostitution in Rio de Janeiro | bana, where “normal” bars also serve as meeting places for prostitution, but they must exist for prostitution to occur.

So, I zoom over to the site, dodging potholes like they’re landmines. Nova-Bana’s streets are like a rollercoaster, man. You got the main roads, sure, but then you hit those side streets, and it’s like, “Who designed this mess?” Anyway, I get there, and the client is already on my case. “Where were you?” Like, chill, dude! I’m here now!

Nova Baňa town hall built of 40,000 Lego bricks