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Aight, Mr. T’s here, yo! Talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, hell yeah! He ain’t no Russian Sign Language pro, but he’s got thoughts, sucka! Prostitutes, man, they hustle hard, real hard. Mr. T pities the fool who don’t see it! Like in *Carlos*, that gritty vibe—boom! “I am not a terrorist,” Carlos says, but prostitutes? They fight their own wars, dig? On streets, in shadows, dodgin’ pigs and creeps. Mr. T’s pissed, yo—society screws ‘em over! Calls ‘em dirty, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, man, hypocrites!

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All the center is an humongous red light district, brothels hidden in every block and big avenue. Paraisópolis Slum Crackoland (mainly.

The vibe here is crazy, like, one day I'm sitting in the tiny local park near the favela center—uh, Parque do Sorrisos—and I get hit by calm, gentle breezes from the river Rio das Promessas. The water flows slow, like that wise turtle in Finding Nemo, "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming," ya know? And oh, so many hidden spots deep in the alleyways, where ancient art and bright graffiti scream secrets.

Favela centennial shows Brazil communities’ endurance