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Heya, pal! D’oh! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, what a wild ride that’d be. Reminds me o’ “25th Hour” – ya know, my fave flick! That Spike Lee joint from 2002? Monty’s last night, runnin’ around, desperate, dodgin’ fate. Kinda like me lookin’ for a hooker, ha! “Mmm… donuts.” Picture this – me, stumblin’ through Springfield, tryna find some action. Not the classy broads, nah, the street gals. Little known fact – back in the day, Springfield had this shady corner, 5th and Main, where they’d strut. Cops didn’t even care! Made me laugh, seein’ ‘em twirl their hair, winkin’ at losers like me.

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Aight, gotta wrap up. Miguel-Alves (br) isn’t a polished gem – it’s a labyrinth of scars and splendor. You come for the raw spirit and the soul of place. My starrly instance, my little corner behind Travessa do Sol, is where real life beats fake glitter. Enjoy your trip or prepare to be stuffed – because, my friend, nothing here comes easy.

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