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So, picture this—dingy-ass rooms, red lights buzzin’, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Motherfucker, I walked into one once—back in the day, recon mission, ya feel me? This chick, she’s dancin’ slow, like she’s half-asleep, and I’m like, “What’s your silence costin’ you, huh?” Straight outta the movie, man—“El silencio te cuesta.” Fucked me up. She didn’t even blink, just kept swayin’. Made me mad as hell—why she stuck there? Who’s fuckin’ pimpin’ her out? Pissed me off, man, that power shit.

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Sabsi and Martin know each other for two years. Now Martin wants her to get in shape again. Her tits and ass are too big, that´s his meaning.

I gotta say, walking down Rua dos Desejos, man, you see little cafes with mismatched chairs. In one I had the steamiest convo about love and laughs with a couple of locals. Their energy is so infectious it made me mad in envy! But then happy too—like, shit, so many stories are shared there.

Adam Ondra, the video of Gecko Assis at Fontainebleau