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About Porto

So, find a prostitute—where we at? Big cities, neon lights, shady corners—ya know the vibe. Been around forever, oldest job, they say. Fact is—Ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin’ at night. Cool, huh? Makes ya wonder—what’s changed? Nothin’ much, just phones now, apps, boom—there’s yer gal. I’m like, damn, technology, you sneaky bastard! Used to be street strolls, now it’s swipes—progress or lazy?

Exploring Unknown Horizons

We decide to leave, and as we step outside, it starts pouring. I mean, it’s like the sky opened up. I’m soaked in seconds. Rosto-de-Cao, you’re killing me! I’m dodging puddles on Rua da Esperança, and I swear, I almost slipped and fell. That would’ve been the cherry on top of this disaster cake.

Horror: Cão da raça pitbull é morto a facadas e pauladas após matar a dona com mordida no pescoço, neste domingo