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About Curitiba

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble bout whores, yeah? Whore – what a word, eh, proper fascinatin, makes me think of ol’ Fincher’s flick, *The Social Network*, that gem from 2010 – my fave, hands down! Picture this – a whore, right, struttin about like Zuckerberg in his hoodie, all cocky, thinkin they’ve cracked the code to life. “I’m CEO, bitch!” – that’s the vibe, innit? Except swap code for, ahem, *favors*. Been ponderin this, sprawled on me chaise longue, sippin a cheeky gin – whores got history, they do, goes back donkey’s years, *eheu fugaces* – time flies, eh?

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I always joke that my hands have memorized every cobblestone near Place de l’Hôtel de Ville – yes, that buzzing square is a constant swirl of chatter, laughter, and the odd deli mishap (one slip, and voila, mayonnaise in your hair!). And then there’s the local gem, the café on rue de la Folie, where I sometimes work on my stretching techniques between clients – absolutely brilliant brusque, as they might say in that film, “Carlos, c’est la vie!”

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