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About Amadora

So, whore – it’s a hustle, right? Ain’t just sex, nah, it’s power, it’s cash, it’s fuckin’ desperation sometimes. Back in Jersey, we’d see ‘em on the corners, sassy as hell, but in Russia? Shit’s different. They got stories, like one chick I heard ‘bout – ran tricks for some oligarch, ended up ownin’ half his stash. True story, swear to Christ! Got me laughin’, ‘cause who’d’a thunk it? Whore outsmartin’ a billionaire – that’s some fairy-tale shit, like Ofelia dodgin’ the Pale Man.

"A&W" lyrics

Really, I'm at the Ramada It doesn't really matter Doesn't really, really matter Call him up, come into my bedroom Ended up, we fuck on the hotel floor It's not about havin' someone to love me .

But then, I get a call from my buddy Miguel. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the café on Rua do Comércio. They got this new coffee that’ll blow your mind!” I’m like, “I’m on my way!” So, I sprint over there, dodgin’ people like I’m in some kinda video game.

Flatrock Bar and Grill opens at the Ramada